Just Blah

As usual…not much going on….work, home, walk the dogs, eat, chill, sleep, wait for the weekend…..repeat M-F. * sigh* I’m at work right now typing up a post since I haven’t felt much like blogging in the evening but it won’t be up until I get home since corporate americano has the blog game (most of them anyway) on LOCK! I think I may do this going forward, type of my thoughts up in a word doc @ work and copy and paste it when I get home……sounds like a plan. Anyway, it just occurred to me that I never blogged about this weird dream I had a few weeks back. I had good intentions but just never got around to it. It was actually two dreams so as best as I can remember this is what happened.

The first dream started with Z and I bike riding in the dark in a town that seemed familiar (like I had been there before) but didn’t look familiar at all…..so stran-jay! So we are riding along and I see a group of kids (they were about 9 or 10 I guess) on their bikes as well. I noticed that they were going really fast, probably racing or something, then all of a sudden some of the kids starting hollering at one kid telling him to watch out. Next thing you know he and his bike fall down some ditch, open hole, or something. Z and I jet over there and get the kid (I think it was a boy) out and take him to a house nearby. When we get there, the couple already had the door open and led us over to the couch to lay the kid down. Everything from the outside to the inside of the house was cream. Doors-cream, carpet-cream, couch-cream, the couples clothes-cream even the freakin dog was cream. Lol Z is trying to comfort him because he was still crying but it looked like he only had a few scrapes and bruises (that had to suck for the cream couch). The kid eventually falls asleep and then that’s it, at least that’s all I remember.

In the second dream we are in downtown St. Louis or at least close to it because I remember seeing the arch not too far from where we were. So we are walking to this place Z wanted to take me to. We eventually find it and stand outside for awhile while Z chats it up with a couple of people outside. We walk in and I realize it’s a strip club. Whoever owned apparently didn’t want to bring much attention to it as it was just a regular brick one story building. I didn’t trip but I remember saying that we needed to make a beeline to the bar so I could and I quote, “Get some grey goose so I can get loose”. Da hell??!! Lol lol lol The club was dark with the exception of the lights around the bar , dimly lit accent lights on the walls around the club, and the spotlight on the stage. We are walking around and I see quite a bit of folks getting lap dances and what not. I notice that we are making our way past all the action to another part of the building. Turns out the action was where we were headed. Before my eyes, people are pretty much getting it on and not caring as we pass through. (it kind of put me in the mind of that Tom Cruise flick “Eyes Wide Shut”). There were open rooms with lots of folks and ummmm “private” rooms I guess even though most of the doors were still open. We finally get to where we were going, a “private” room. It was really long but had lots of seating. The tv was on and I think that was the only light in the room. Z sees his boy in the room and goes over gives him some dap and sits down on one of the couches. I’m thinking to myself, I know this negro doesn’t think I’m about to get it on with him and this dude. I grab a seat in a chair and keep on drinking. Z and his friend keep looking to the other side of the room where I was at but they weren’t looking at me. I look up as this girl gets up from a couch where she had been sleeping. If she were a snake she would have bit me cause I didn’t even see her. She sashays over to them and I get up and follow and sit next to Z on the couch. Z and the guy are checking her out talking about her cute and thick she is but they were not talking TO her but to each other, all the while she is just smiling and giggling……while naked thank you very much! Lol So the guy and the girl start making out, Z looks over at me, smiles and then……I wake up. Seriously, that’s it. The alarm on my phone was going off and eventually brought me around.

So that’s it. I don’t know what to make of the first one since it was so short, random, and cream but I can only presume that I was horny when having the second one. Lol I told Z about both dreams the next day and all he could do was laugh. I still want to know how it ends though….maybe the dream realm will be kind and take me back.

Plain and Simple

Hey ya'll!

It's Sunday evening and I am sitting here "watching" (ie listening to and looking up here and there) a NFL game with Z. I don't know who is playing and I don't know the score. I am currently in the middle of cooking dinner as I type this post.

This weekend has been the complete opposite of the previous one. We have done absolutely nothing except for go to the store to buy groceries. I of course have been back since then to pick up the things that I forgot to include on the list yesterday......I still think that I forgot something though. Oh well.

Friday night Z ordered a pizza. It had been a few months since we last had one so I figured we were due for another. He got some pizza cut into "strips" that you could dip into sauce from Pi.zza H.ut. It was pretty good with the ranch and marinara sauces, the garlic butter dip is definitely for those with a totally different palate than mine. Basically....it gross! At around 8 or 9 that night, my tummy started feelin not so hot so I laid down. At 1:30 a.m., I woke up to the most painful stomach cramp ever!!!!!! I laid there to try and see if I could make it stop..... yeah, I think I have super powers or something when it comes to my body. Someone must have had some cryptonite nearby cause AR Gal could not make it stop. The entire time I was laying in the bed the Pep.to commercial kept playing through my head. "If you have nasseau, heartburn, indigestion, upset stomach, diarrhea...." At that point, I felt like I had all those symptons. I got up and walked around which helped slightly but not enough for me to get a good nights rest. So I thought out my options....I could either take some medicine and wait for it to kick in or force myself to throw up whatever was ailing me. After checking to make sure I had another toothbrush in the cabinets under the sink, I took the other one I use and well, yeah you get the rest. I have a pretty strong gag reflex when I brush my tongue so I knew that wouldn't be a problem. So after the upchuck from hell, I instantly felt better. Z didn't even budge. He said that he was dreaming but he heard me when I did it but just thought it was part of his dream.....whatever man! lol After I woke up later that day, I thought about what I had eaten prior to that. Then it came to me, I had about a handful of "puffy" cheetos a few hours before that. The bag was pretty close to being empty and the cheetos at the bottom of the bag normally get soaked in the oil that settles to the bottom. I think the combo of that and the pizza did me in. I won't be eating cheetos or pizza for a long while......especially not in the same day.


Moving on.....while in Wally World shopping this lady turns her cart onto the same aisle I'm on. I look up to glance and keep looking at the item I wanted to purchase. Then I look up again and stare cause I couldn't believe what this lady had on. I mean from head to toe she looked a MESS! She was wearing a weave that looked absolutely attrocious! It was like a mix of orange and strawberry blonde maybe.....I don't know, it was just extremely bright. The worst part was it looked like she had not thought to even put a brush to it from the time it was installed on her head. Honestly at first I thought she had picked up a wig from the Halloween aisle and had forgotten to take it off until I saw her hair peaking through and waving to me. My eyes then wavered down to her tube top and pants, both of which were waaaaaayyyyy to tight. I don't even think she had a bra on as the back of the top had rolled down and I saw no support of the chesticular area whatsoever. People....why.....just why???? I'm just glad I only saw the view from the back.

Anyway, I also went by Has.tings today to scoop up a couple of books to read. After making my selections, I go to wait in line. No sooner than I get there, my ears are brutally assaulted by this loud annoying chick. Imagine the voice of Fran Dresher in "The Nanny" and add about a gazillion decibiles to it. Her cell was ringing as she got in line behind me. Her ringtone was "My Humps", ya know the part where they sing "spendin all your money on me". She then hauls off and says, yep you sure are and answers the phone. Her convo ensues with her hubby:

"Hey Honeeeeeyyyyy" *pause while he talks. (I'm assuming he is suggesting that she hurry her ass up)* "Well, could you please be patient, I'm in line right now" *pause again* "No I didn't buy out the store" *pause again* "I'll be out in a minute okaaaaayyyyyy"

She then turns around and starts conversing with someone behind her. I do a quick head spin to see who she is talking to, it's a young black guy. She tells him, "He's such a mess about me spending money. He would have really been mad if I would have bought those $500 jewelry boxes I wanted yesterday. " *sidebar....who in the hell buys $500 jewelry boxes???* The guy laughs a little. She keeps on talking, "Don't worry honey, you will have a wife soon that will be just as great as me that will want to spend your money too". HA! For real.....okay. I stop listening after that and hurry up and get the hellz out of that store. As I'm leaving the parking lot, I see her sashaying her butt out of the store like she had just finished shopping @ Tiffany's or something. lol lol Go head girl, go head get down. lol lol. I pity her husband.

Anyway, that's the weekend for me. Nothing special, just a couple of tales of tomfoolery. Dinner's done so I'm off to eat.

Hope you guys are having a wonderful evening!

Wipe Me Down

There's another new post down below but I just had to share this mess with you guys. Simply put....this woman is pissin in public....in between a sidewalk and a curb.....as she leans on a car.....for real. This triflin heifer couldn't find a restroom, an alley, hell l wouldn't have been as digusted if she had at least found a bush........just ugh! The worst part is that she has a young child with her on lookout, I suppose, holding her extra pieces of toilet tissue while she does this bs. Hand this nasty bitch a depend stat! I think I threw up a little in my mouth after watchin this.

FYI.....if you guys are at work you may want to wait until you get to the house as it's NSFW.


Here's the link:

http://www.ebaumsworld.com/video/watch/31089/

Blogger is trippin about me trying to add embedded code and I don't feel like trying to figure it out.

Labor Day Weekend Wrap-Up

Hey ya'll! First thanks to everyone for the birthday wishes! My b-day and the weekend out of town were great!

The birthday evening was a nice evening eating out with a beautiful card and necklace I had my eye on for awhile. The weekend officially got started for me @ 3:48 Friday afternoon. I was supposed to leave @ 4:30 but got tired of pretending to work especially when I had absolutely nothing to do so I bounced. Hardly anyone else was there anyway most importantly my boss, lol. So after making sure the house was in order, we left Saturday @ 2:00. We get on the road and were making good time when BAM.......we see a gazillion brake lights. That can only mean one thing on a Saturday afternoon on I-40........CAR WRECK!!! Arrrrrggggghhhhh!!!!!! So while we are waiting it out, we noticed other cars coming back past us. Picture us in the left lane and other cars backing up, turning around, and going past us on the grassy part. lol There was a section in between that we had just passed that you could cross over to the other side of the interstate, so we counted about 20 cars that chose to do just that. I tell Z we are not going to do that but once there was an opening, to get over in the right hand lane and to just ride the median out to the next exit. Sure enough, just as we merged traffic picks back up......for a hot second and then to a stop. We finally get to the exit to take a back road up to the next town. By the time we get back up to the interstate, traffic was smooth sailing so I guess the wreck was just a little bit further than where we were. Oh well, who cares....as long as we were moving I could have cared less. I despise being stuck in traffic that does not move.

Moving on, we made it Memphis and got settled in the hotel room. I wasn't about to ask mom's if we could crash there.....she's old school when it comes to folks not being married and staying at the house. lol Plus it was just more comfortable for us since we had the dogs and would be coming and going at all hours of the night. So we leave to grab a bite to eat come back and Cochise is barking at the top of his freakin lungs! OMG! I was so shame. I hauled ass upstairs to get in the room so he would shut up! lol. I told Z that we had to get him a muzzle cause I would be pissed if I had paid for a room and then be forced to sit and listen to a dog whine and bark all night. Of course he didn't take to well to it at first....it was actually kinda funny to sit and watch him trying to get it off. He gave up after about 30 minutes.

So we get the "kids" fed and walked and we head out to Southland (a dog track where they race greyhounds) which is in West Memphis (right before you get to Memphis). I have passed this place so many times and had never been and neither had Z so we rolled out. Ya'll that was some of the most boring shit I have ever experienced in my life! The races occur like every 12-13 minutes and in between that time they have the stats of how everyone is betting up on tv screens, then they show the dogs, then they race for one lap then it's done and you go back to waiting. Seriously....I was ready to go after the 2nd race. Luckily we got there late and only had to endure 3 races since it was almost over. :-D Z did win 19 bucks though, lol. One guy won like $800+ and let everybody know. I told Z, dude needs to shut up cause you know somebody is gonna try and jump him when they get in the parking lot. ha ha So we left there and went to the casino out in Tunica. I always remember why I only go every so often........I just can't get with giving over tons of hard earned money to get nothing in return. I'm not a big risk taker so gambling is definitely not my thing. I was ready to go after an hour and a half. This one lady I talked to said she had been there since 1 in the afternoon......we didn't get out there until like 12 something....*blank stare* It's her thing though so whatever........... After that we hit up Beale street. Beale is Beale lots of walking, stopping into bars to have a drink, listening to music, and laughing at the folks gettin wasted and acting a fool. We actually had the most fun down there.

We got back to the room @ about 4 that morning and slept good and hard.....so hard we didn't wake up until 12 that afternoon. ha ha! Of course I wake up starvin and want some crab legs so we head up the interstate a couple of exits to Joe's Crab Shack. It was yummy! I heard that they are going to open up one in North Little Rock......I sure hope so. Then we hit up the mall and I spot a few things and we book it back to the room to chill out before the concert.

I won't even go into the details of the Memphis ghetto fabulousness that I witnessed but I will say that if I ever needed a reason to know that lime green and cream (with cream gators to match thank you very much!) look really sucky together, this one DUDE'S outfit was all I needed to see to confirm it. Even Z made comment about how wrong dude was for that and he hardly ever talks about folks. lol Now the promos for the concert had Musiq and "friends". I had been trying to find out exactly who "and friends" consisted of since we got the tickets. I knew that Marvin/Marcus Dixon (some guy that did/does comedy on ComicView) was going to be the host/comedian, whoever he was he did a really good job. He was hilarious! The only thing I didn't want was a local act performing, sure enough that's who the other "friends" were. Some group called "Soul Singers". *eye roll* They weren't that bad once they started singing slower songs but the sound engineering department had the sound so f-d up all you could hear was the band and not them for the first two. *sigh* Anyway, so they move on and the comedian dude does his thing, then Musiq comes out in some khaki short set with gold sequins on the side of the shorts and on the side seams of the shirt, with some paint/"art" on the back of the shirt with a hot pank (yes pank) tie, and some timb's with no shoelaces. That negro looked crazy as hell but he put on a good show and I was happy. So we left to grab a bite it eat and hung out on Beale a little more and took it back to the room.

Sunday, sorry Monday, was just a lot of loungin, hanging out with the fam, and bringing it back to the house. All in all, it was a good weekend, no complaints here. Okay now, I'm gone to check out your blogs since I can't do it during the day :-(. Corporate americano has that ish on lock so my blog addiction has to wait until the evenings.....oh well.

Sayonara Twenties!

Hey ya'll! I'm tired as hell but in lieu of the last evening of my twenties I felt I should post. I probably should say something about this last decade of my life. It was fun.....that's all I got right now. Onto the post.

So as ya'll know, I started the new gig yesterday. With most first days you get the introductions to the group (everyone is nice), the email showing your login/passwords to certain applications have been set up (some of them still don't work), and you start getting trained (not me, lol). I have a floating appointment with my counterpart in OH as soon as the IT people get me set-up in the one system that I really need. It's not their fault though, my boss (let's call him Ray cause he resembles the guy from "Everybody Loves Raymond", just a little younger) forgot to send in the request on my behalf so I have been getting paid to pretty much do nothing for the past two days. I told my cube neighbor that I am ready to get to work. He, let's call him E-40 (engineer 1), told me to not rush a thing cause he has a feeling that my azz is will be on the grind whenever they set me up. lol I think I'll take his advice and chill out as much as I can until then......just watch that ish will be working tomorrow. lol So the company I am contracted to work for is big however this department is not. By this being with the engineering group, there are A LOT of guys (black,white, other, & in-between) and just a handful of women. I actually think I made it a solid handful, lol. Hopefully work tomorrow will be a little more interesting and I won't spill hot water (with lemon *wink*) all over my pants........again. *sigh*

Z and I have been doing major cleaning around the crib. I'm talking "wipe me down" style....cabinets, floors, carpets, doors. ha ha That made me laugh, sorry. As I type this, he is currently cleaning the carpet....not vacumming......steam cleaning. With another doggie addition to the house, we felt it was needed and since we are going out of town this weekend we decided to go ahead and get it out the way. Speaking of this weekend, I decided to go to Memphis, blah. I was searching for tickets to stuff on ticketmaster and noticed Mr. B-u-d-d-y (Musiq) himself will in town so I figured...why not. I'm actually looking forward to it. I really hope that (1) he shows up and (2) he doesn't forget the lyrics to his songs like he did to the "Star Spangled Banner". lol

Well, I'm off to bed.....I think. Hope you guys had/are having a good evening.

Weekend Wrap-Up

This weekend was all about relaxin and good eatin. We went out to eat @ The Butcher Shop (they are known for their steaks) Saturday evening. I had been before but Z had not been so off we went. I opted to try the salmon this go round instead of steak. The salmon itself was good but the hollandaise sauce that you could use to eat with it.....no so much. It tasted like melted butter with a little cream added to it. I have had the sauce before at Morton's (compliments of my big sis. I was a broke college student at the time and could not afford to eat there on my Wal-Mart paycheck) and lemme tell ya it tasted nothing like that. So anyway, I just ate my vegetables and sopped up the salmon with the brown rice and called it a day. To this day, the best salmon I have ever had was at Outback....I kid you not. The thing is huge (you really can't eat it all in one sitting unless you have gone all day without eating) and the sauce to accompany it is great!

So after that, we went to the "dollar movie". Actually it's only a dollar before 6. The after six price has increased from $1.50 to $1.75...bastards!! lol Z wanted to see "Fantastic Four:Rise of the Silver Surfer". Nothing like seeing a crappy movie at a cheap price....can't really complain about that right? Right! Yeah, that was until bey bey's kids, nieces, and nephews decided to come in. Oh lawd! Why?! From the time they walked through the door all you heard was talking. There was a couple sitting to the left of us. The guy kept telling the kids to shut the hell up! Of course they kept talking. I get up and go get Mr. Policeman and tell him he needs to get them to shut up or kick 'em out. So he comes in....stands there and "monitors" and then tells them to be quiet. They keep talkin but eventually get a little quieter. Mr. Policeman leaves and they start back up. I just about to turn around when Z turned around and was like "Look here. I don't know about ya'll but other people in here came to watch a movie. Ya'll need to take that sh*t up to the front row and get somewhere and be still or get the hell on." Don't ya'll know those chil'ren got quiet as a mouse? The man over to the left of us was crackin up laughing. I was kinda embarrased, then I was like....what for? ha ha. They left about 15 minutes after that....thank goodness. Not that the movie was all that good, but dagnabit we came to watch a movie not listen to them yip and yap about a whole bunch of nothing.

Sunday we just hung out around the house. Z put some steaks on the grill and I made some squash with mushrooms in olive oil like they had at the restaurant the evening before (minus the zucchini). After that it was time for football and I retired to the bedroom to watch my shows.
I missed the "Big Love" season finale cause we only have one box in the house.....I ordered another one Friday for the bedroom. Thank goodness for repeats as well because I will be watching it from the comforts of my bed this evening.

I've been thinking about what I wanna do for my birthday. I know I don't want a party...strange I know but it's just not my thing. I want to go out of town for the weekend but have planned NOTHING. We tossed around some places that we could maybe drive to Friday and stay the weekend (even though my b-day is technically Thursday). I considered St. Louis since my big sis is there (and currently my mom is too visitin)and take in some of the sights but I have seen them all. Plus going to St. Louis is not really getting away to me since I have family that lives there. I don't know we'll see but I do know I will be doing something....I just don't know what that is yet. I'll probably surf the web today and see if there's anything interesting going on in the surrounding areas since I don't start work until tomorrow.

How about ya'll? How was your weekend? I guess I could just go to your blogs and see for myself huh? lol

Have a good day!

Staccato

I got new tires yesterday. I didn't take too long. I payed more than I wanted to. I got the "good" tires. I also got the wheels aligned and the oil changed. My hubcap was loose but they broke it. They tried to put it on me. He says that it was already somewhat loose. Yeah but it was on there. I got sassy. My new one will be in today. They are paying for it. I like my new tires. The ride is much smoother. The new rubber smell is stinkin up the garage.

My next car will have alloy rims. Factory rims. Not 28" rims from Leroy's dubb shop. I can't stand those things. They are so not my style. It's okay if the alloy rims are shiny though. As long as they come with the car. I saw a Nissan Murano. They had shiny alloy rims. I liked it. I do not like hubcaps. I have gone through a lot of them. They suck!

I bought a box of Chocolate Chex. I like trying different cereals. I like Chex. I do NOT like them with cocoa sprinkled on. It's gross. Do not buy them. They are in the garbage. I bought a box of regular Chex yesterday.

I got a birthday card yesterday. It was from my mom. She also included a gift in paper form. :-) I will be 30 one week from today. I'm not too freaked out. I do feel different though. Like I'm actually really grown. ha ha Okay, not really. I'm taking it better than my friend. She turned 30 in March. She just about died. Her words not mine. She looks good to have had a near death experience.

I start a new job Tuesday. I have not worked for 4 months. I was doing contract work for a consulting company. It paid really well. I miss that money. The new job is with the same consulting firm. My interview lasted 20 minutes. I kinda knew I would get it. I used to work with the guy who was last in the position. Networking does work. I need to call to thank him. It doesn't pay quite as much. Oh well. Such is life. It's still money. I am still applying and interviewing for other jobs. I don't like working on contract. I want a permanent position.

Hot water + lemon juice (from real lemons)=good stuff. For your body anyway. I used to do it religiously when I worked. I got lazy. I started back a month ago. I am less bloated. Lemons+baking soda=good stuff. For your face. It "tingles" but it works. I can always tell a difference in my skin instantly. I only do it sporadically. Citric fruits make skin sensitive to the sun. Be sure to wait a couple of hours if you do it during the day before going outside. I like to do it at night. They have a lot of other uses. Google it if you're bored today. lol

That's all for now. I hope you all have a good day.

Gone but Never Forgotten

It has been exactly one year today that my family lost its matriach, my Grandmother Virgie. She was a mother to 3, grandmother to 3, great grandmother to 4, and a friend to many. She was known by many names but only one describes her for me.....my grandmama. Throughout her life, she had to face many obstacles but always did it with a smile. She always told me growing up, smile even when you don't want to but more importantly smile because you should want to. That didn't make sense to me as a kid but I've grown older and have since had many life lessons.....I now know exactly what she meant. That small bit of advice has served me well.

I will never forget the walks to the doughnut shop with just she and I when she came to visit us during the summer, I will never forget the visits with her and us taking the bus around Memphis because she couldn't drive (I always thought that was the coolest thing), I will never forget the little notes of encouragement she sent to me while I was away in college (and the $5 she sent with them to buy me lunch), I will never forget the random 2 minute phone calls she made just to let me know that everything would be okay. To this day I still think we had a connection beyond just the surface because without fail, everytime I was feeling down she would call to lift my spirits. I will never forget the time we had together in this life.

I was many a time a spoiled brat, but she was always a wonderful grandmama. She had a long life, at 90 she left us to go on for her soul to finally rest. I miss her but I am not sad because I knew she was not happy with the state Alzheimer's had placed her in. I saw it everytime I looked into her eyes. With each visit, the warmth and brightness that I had come to expect had been replaced with something else I wasn't used to. I'm glad her suffering is now over and that her spirit is free. She is gone but never forgotten.

I love you Grandmama!

Adventures in Bowling and Late Night Eating

If you got a chance to read my post Saturday then you know that I went bowling that night. Pulling into the parking lot, we didn't think we would even be able to get a lane because the parking lot was almost full. Most of the crowd was because of a few birthday parties that were in the process of wrapping up. After waiting about 10 minutes we got a lane and got ta bowlin. I started off strong and had high hopes of showing Z up, ha! My hopes faired a lot better than my bowling arm cause this was the worst I've ever bowled, lol. I didn't get over 100 even with knocking a couple of strikes within one game. I think my highest score was 95, ha ha ha. 8 games and 3 balls later and I was dunzo! My fingers were were hurtin, my back was hurtin, and I was almost certain that my thighs would soon be giving me something to talk about shortly after so I called it quits. Z bowled a few more games by himself and then we were done.....and hungry.

It was close to midnight by the time we left so we headed to pretty much the only place that's open if you have the munchies.....Taco Hell. Normally that place is bumper to bumper with people, but we got in and out the drive through pretty quick. I should have known something was up then. So we get home and while I'm poppin a couple of Excedrin in my mouth I hear Z say that our order was not right. Say what?! I get on the phone, call the people to let them know I am the way back up there and grab the bag, receipt, my purse and leave. I get there and there is a truck right by the door to the dining room. He sees me and asks if they messed my order up too, I just shake my head and kind of smile while I grab for the door. Tell me why this thing is locked? I saw this lady in there cleaning up and she came over to open the door and said "Oh I bet we mixed your food up with his". ya think??!! So I walk over to the counter, she takes the bag , and goes to the back. I'm thinking that she is going to help re-do my order. She comes back with the bag and the receipt in her hand talking about, "She said since the dining room is closed you will have to get back in the drive through for us to fix it".

Now up until that point, I was trying to remain calm because I know me and when I get pissed it is not pretty. So after hearing her say that I haul off and ask " Who is she, cause she needs to come here so we can have a talk". She says it's her manager and then walks the hell off and continues cleaning. Seriously....for real.....okay. Then I notice that her husband/boyfriend/whatever are sitting in the dining room waiting on her to finish so they can all go home. After I stood there for about 5 seconds, I screamed out "HELLOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!" and the lady working the drive-thru came over. I said now look I don't know which one of ya'll is the manager right now and personally at this point I really don't care all I know is that this one back here is telling me that I need to get back in the drive through for YOU to fix YOU'RE mistake and ma'am I just have to let you know that.ain't.gonna.happen. She starts apologizing and telling me that they have a new person and he had made a mistake. I said that's fine shit happens but whichever one of ya'll is the manager needs to talk with this one cause her people skills suck. She asked if we were charged the right price and all that jazz and took the bag back for them to re-make. You better believe that I watched them like a hawk as they made it too. lol I didn't eat half of it when I got home though, I had suddenly lost my appetite....go figure.

Online & random stuff

So I'm surfin the web today and find this little diddy:

My first iPhone Bill!

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Just in case you can't view it, I will sum it up for ya.

So this chicka gets an iphone, which I think are severely overated but hey what do I know. So she receives her first bill (since she had to change service providers) and it comes in a box. ha ha! So while the music that the company now uses for most of it's ads plays in the background she flips through all the pages of her bill.......300 pages worth. All I can say is this chick must either own a business or can't keep her ass off the phone cause that's a lot of calls. So she makes the announcement that her bill was 300 pages long and then a message appears to "Use e-billing, save a forest". lol I mean did she really expect for her bill to show up in an envelope with all those minutes of usage? Maybe she did. It really wasn't strange to me as I used to have to keep up with invoicing for a company Iworked for and the bills came in those boxes all.the.time. I used to groan everytime I saw them because I would have to sort through each line of service to make sure they weren't being "abused" (per mgmts. request cause I really could have cared less).....all 30 of them. Yuck!

Anyway, all of this got me to thinking. Why don't I use e-billing? I should but I don't. Why not you ask? Hell, if I know cause I never even open the paper billing until I get ready to file off bills I've paid and attach my pymt confirmations with them. So then I notice on the website that I can actually save $5/month by using e-billing. For real? Why am I just now noticing this and why haven't I signed up? I don't know but I'm gonna, but first I need to make sure it doesn't bind me to a contract. You may think that would be silly but my current service provider does slick ish like that....trust. By the way, I'm still with Spr.in.t and I still plan on changing but in the meantime I will see if I can take advantage of that bit of savings.

Well that's all for me right now. Z and I are going bowling this evening. We are leaving in 15 minutes, I was supposed to start getting ready 15 minutes ago......good thing I already showered. It's kinda early but we are leaving then to see if we can make it to the alley to try and get a lane for the all you can bowl from 9-12. I don't know how well that's going to pan out with me lasting through 3 solid hours of bowling but I'll be sure to let you know. lol Ok, I now have 11 minutes to get ready....shit.

Have a good evening ya'll!

Nothing Much......

....going on here. Just the same ole same ole. Translation, I have nothing to blog about. I will however share a couple of vid's I saw courtesy of YouTube.

This first one is funny. It showcases some church folks gettin bout it. It gets really interesting at around the 48 second mark. Hey, at least they took it outside. lol lol



This other clip is of some judge in Atlanta going off in the courtroom during the sentencing of a child molester. Here's the gotcha though....he doesn't give the tongue lashing to chester chester, he saves it for the mom. Take a listen and you'll see why. We need more judges like this in our life.



That's all I have for now. Here's hoping you guys are having a great day!!

I love Jill Scott!!!

Here's the vid from her latest joint "Hate on Me". Cornell West and Tavis Smiley even make a small cameo in it...hilarious. Great video, great song! Check it out while you can before the mean people tell YouTube to take it down.

For Real??!!!

I've been reading this site for a few months now. If you are not familiar with it, the site was created by some guy named Frank to allow people to anonymously send in secrets via postcard to post on the internet. He normally posts new secrets each Sunday. I've seen some pretty interesting things and will find myself saying "daaaaammmmmnnnn" or "for real???" when I read some of them. lol The things some of these people have done or been through are just that shocking at times(some of them make me crack up laughing).

So today, the site has a mini-movie up. It's pretty much just video of the postcards with music and the Frank dude talking a bit. What got me was the very first secret in the vid. I won't ruin the experience for you guys but I will say that my mouth dropped wide open......for real for real! I would love to have a convo with this person just to find out why. Now one that just struck me as wierd is around the 2:44 mark. This person....ok, I'll let ya'll watch but all I know is that they need to quit that with a quickness! lol I guess it's better than going Freddy Krueger on them but still......

Anywho....I went to check out the Bourne Ultimatum last night. This was a really great movie and Matt Damon is as sessy as eva!!! The fight scenes with one of the "assets"/assasins had me on the edge of my seat....for real for real! I wish this movie series could go on forever like James Bond but from what I've heard/read this is it.....bummer. Soooo, like I said....good flick, go check it out! Here's a preview to the movie. Please excuse that little voice you hear within the clip that keeps sayin "Matt Damon". lol Someone embedded one of the voices from "Team America: World Police" into the clip. It's quite funny to me as that part of the (Team America) movie always makes me crack up laughing.




Late post addition:
I was just reading CreoleInDC's post about her encounter with a gas station attendant. I cracked up laughing. Not at her experience but because it made me think about my experience I had Friday morning. I stopped by a gas station that morning to grab a bottle of grapefruit juice because my throat was feeling a bit parched.

I walk in the store and speak to the guy behind the counter.

Me: good morning
Him: jibberish
**I just smiled and kept moving. I was trying to get in, find my drank, and get out. lol**
Him: (at the counter) jibberish
**His accent (he was hispanic) was so thick and he was talking so fast I didn't understand him.**
Me: Come again?
Him: You're beautiful, you have a nice car, and you have no ring on....what happened?
Me: Thank you, thank you, you're way too nosey, I have a boyfriend, now how much is my drink?
Him: Oh okay....nevermind.

I cracked up laughing when I got in the car. People never ceased to amaze me.

Hope you guys are having a great weekend!

How Ya Like Me Now?

I decided to switch it up a little in my space. I stayed with the green theme because that is my current favorite color. However, I could no long deal with exorcist neon green....it was irkin the devil outta me. Maybe that wasn't such a bad thing. Isn't that the purpose of exorcisms? Ne-who, I like this template a little better. It's kinda boring but I'll keep around for awhile until I get sick of it. I call myself checkin everything out to make sure all the lil bells and whistles were back working, sooooooo if you guys experience any malfunctions let ya girl know and will get on it.

It's going to be over 100 degrees here for the rest of the week. I wish I had one of those remotes Adam Sandler has in the movie "Click" so I could fast forward past this heatwave.

Ace Boon Koon

I was talking to a friend via instant messenger today when she brought up an old friend of mine. The friend on im told me she had seen my old friend at a sorority convention in Louisiana this past weekend. I asked her did they get a chance to catch up....long story short, she told me they spoke and that was that. I wasn't really surprised.

See this old friend and I go waaaaaayyyyy back to preschool age. I considered her to be one of my best friends for real. Our friendship really blossomed when we went off to college. We were one of just a handful of black folks from our class that decided to go to college in the central AR area. Throughout the years we had each others backs and went through a lot, many things that still make me giggle to this day. During this time we also had our share of "friendly" arguments but we eventually always talked it out and kept it movin.

Fastforward to fall 2004. We were about to leave for our annual treck to Nashville for TSU's homecoming to hang out with our other childhood friend. Now up until this time we had never discussed who was driving. I knew I had some things that I needed to get fixed up on my car and mentioned it to her previously when we were discussing the trip. I just assumed that she would be driving since her car was newer (she had just gotten it that year). So I call to see if she would be ready to go at the time we had discussed and to figure out who was gonna drive. She lets me know that she needs to get her tires rotated and oil changed and didn't want to drive. So I'm thinking hmmm, okay I've told her about the issues with my vehicle and she knew I didn't want to drive but she waits until the night of to tell me that she didn't want to either. *sigh* So I got mad. It really pissed me off! I wasn't mad at the fact she wanted didn't want to drive her vehicle, I was po'd that she knew it and had not voiced her concerns prior to that date. Hell, we could have rented a car. It would have been really cheap between the two of us (I had coupons for days to this one car rental place). Granted we were both at fault for not getting that particular detail of the trip clarified but honestly I didn't think it would be that big of an issue. My bad. So anyway, I proceed to go off.....she goes off and we...rather she is not going anymore. Fine by me. My dumb azz packs up my car, yes the same one that needed repairing (shut up :-), and ball out. Needless to say this argument was all over some silly stuff and we both knew it was much bigger than who was driving. I think there were just some things that we needed to get off our chest that we had been holding back for awhile and this just happened to be the straw that broke the camels back.

Fastfoward a couple months ahead again for me. It's Christmas Eve, I'm in my car stuck in traffic (due to icy road conditions) headed towards Memphis when I receive a call on my cell. Guess who? Yeeeeep, it's her. I chose not to answer as I really didn't have anything to say. I wasn't in the mood. The only thing I was concentrating on was getting off the interstate and to my grandmothers house. She leaves a voicemail that she was just calling to see what I was doing. I never called her back. The next month I get a call from my friend (the I was chatting on the im with today) that my old friend had a stroke. What?! I was in my car driving with my boyfriend when she told me. I couldn't talk, I just started to cry. I didn't sleep at all that night, I was just up. I knew whatever it was that I was upset about no longer mattered and was not important. The next day after work, I went to see her and everyday while she was in the hospital. When she was in rehab about 30 minutes away, I went to sit with her in the evenings after work to help her shower (she told me that she wasn't comfortable with the nursing staff helping her cause she "didn't know them folks" lol), to cry with her, laugh with her, and talk with her. She gets out of rehab and moves back into her apartment and things between she and I are basically back to normal.

Fastforward (again) with me to fall 2006. It's that time of year again to head out to Nashville. We make it this time and we all have a ball. Soon after, contact from my hommie dwindles(from the end of October up through like January, I had like two phone convos with her). If you know me and my close friends, we call each other at least once or twice/week. Most times we don't talk about ish but it's just what we do. :-) So one day I call and leave a voicemail for her to give me a ring because I was concerned that she was upset with me about something. She returns my call and says only that she's been busy. I know there's more to it, I can hear it in her voice....I ask if she is sure. "yep". Hmmm, alright. So we talk a bit more then end the call. I haven't picked up the phone since.....neither has she.

Getting back to the friend on the im. I met her through my old buddy. I was interested to see if they caught up only because I knew that she (my old friend) was no longer speaking to her either. One day last year I asked my old friend why she no longer kept in contact her. She told me it was because she asked her not to call me when she had her stroke (she wanted to be the one to call and tell me) and she did it anyway. I can understand that and respect it but by the same token, it's not like she called me up to gossip.....it was a serious situation and she felt, even with us being on the outs, I should know asap. She (old friend) also told me that when we saw her at an event last summer that she didn't even speak to her. I just cracked up laughing and asked her what did she expect. I mean damn, you had pretty much cut her off soooooo what did you think would happen? lol

I've had a lot of mixed emotions about it all. I have questioned myself about my role in all of this.

Was I really a good friend? Hell, I thought so.
Was I truly being understanding with the situation regarding her health? I hope so.

Could I have been a better friend? Probably.
Were there things I could have/should have done differently? Maybe

Who really knows. I'm sure she has her reasons, I'm also sure I will probably never know why. Maybe we will reconnect at a later date but it's just not in the cards right now. I wish her all the best.

Playing Catch-Up

I have a few things to blog about this morning some of which include things I totally forgot to blog about in the past few weeks. Sue me, I'm gettin old. :-)

My youngest nephew's birthday was this past weekend. He is now 2 years old.


Let me tell ya'll, this boy can eat! When I went to see he and his brother while they were visiting my mom he kept me laughing. He would go in the kitchen, pull out the chair, sit down and wait while my mom prepared their meals or just randomly go and open the fridge and stand looking at it like he was deciding what he was going to eat next. lol He's funny but he's is also a sweet little boy that I love.

In other news, I got a new puppy! Allow me to introduce Emma.....


We have had her for about a month now. Emma is a rat terrier, according to the people we got her from even though people often mistake her for a jack russell. She was all of 2 lbs. when we brought her home and we have fattened her up to a whopping 3 lbs. The people we got her from and the vet both said that they doubt she will get over 10 lbs. She is doing fairly well with house training. She knows that she should go to the door and wait to do #2 but we still have to watch her like a hawk for #1. She has yet to gain mind control over that.

She loves playing (ie getting on his nerves) with her brother, Cochise. Luckily, I was able to catch them during one of their calmer moments to capture this Kodak moment. Please don't think his size intimidates her one bit. Ha! You know they say little dogs think their big and she is no exception.


And here is Shorty, my neighbors dog that I walk with Cochise. I tried my best to get them to look at me but as you can plainly see, that didn't work out to well.



Last but certainly not least, my best friend had her 1st born a week ago....a healthy, bouncing baby boy. No pics of the baby. They haven't uploaded any to email out and I can't remember the name of the hospital he was born at to go and snag one. lol I do have a pic of him in my cell phone but my current cell phone provider requires that I spend an extra $5/month to be able to forward picture mail.....it's not that serious.

As far as the weekend goes, not much to tell....as usual. I followed LadyNay's lead and bleached the kitchen down and cleaned up the rest of the house....watched a couple of old school movies, "Uptown Saturday Night" & "Cotton Comes to Harlem"....funny stuff and did a little grocery and "me" shopping. All in all, it was just a regular relaxing weekend.

Just Thinking.....

So the tragedy of the bridge collapse in Minnesota has got me thinking....what if? Throughout my life their are four bridges that I have crossed countless times which have always been a constant in my life. The Memphis-Arkansas Memorial Bridge (the old Bridge), the Hernando De Soto Bridge (the new bridge;both of these cross over the Mississippi River connecting AR to TN), the I-430 bridge (in Little Rock), and the I-30 bridge (also in Little Rock; both of these cross over the Arkansas River).

Growing up I would often go visit both of my grandmothers and other relatives in Memphis. As a child, I would always know which grandmothers house we were going to first by the bridge that my mom took. New bridge=Grandmama Virgie (my mom's mother) and the old bridge=Grandmama Ella(my dad's mother). I always hated going over the old bridge, not because I didn't want to see my grandmother but because I didn't trust that one. Through my eyes as a child, it always just seemed old, rusty, and unsafe. I think part of that stemmed from hearing it being referred to as the old bridge. I would always beg my mom to take the new one and drive the long way around to Grandmama E's house. She would just tell me to be quiet. lol The new bridge just seemed better and more trustworthy than the old one.

I'm older now and realize that there is really not much difference between the two other than the physical appearance. The old bridge has been around since 1949 with a 112 clearance below to the river. The new bridge has been around since 1973 with a 109 clearance below. Yeah there is about a quarter of a century difference between when the two were built but in my mind now they are both just old. Take a look.

Here's the new bridge. Look at all that damn water below. That thing you see floating by in the water is one of several barges that passes through Memphis on a daily basis.


Here's the old bridge



I couldn't find any pics of the bridges in Little Rock I normally cross but here's one of the Little Rock skyline that shows a smaller bridge that connects Little Rock to North Little Rock.


With all of what has happened, the first thought through my mind was that it could happen to me. Scary thought. I can't swim and don't deal well plummeting at fast rates of speed, especially at a time that would involve falling to my untimely demise. Is this going to stop me from using them? Nope, not at all, however I will continue to go across them at high rate of speed.

My wish for the families directly affected and the city of Minneapolis/St.Paul is healing. Time will truly be their best friend during this difficult situation.

Not So Smooth Criminal

I swear I'm surrounded by rebels against the law. First, the AI reject (see below) and now this (and lawd knows who else). One of my old co-workers sent me an email today about a case of identity theft that happened to one of her friends.

A couple a weeks ago, the friend noticed a charge on her bank account from Jacque Pennae'(that's JC Penney for all you civilized folks)to the tune of about $300 that neither she or her hubby made. So they call the store, but only found out that it was an online purchase and it would take about 24 hours for them to find out more info. The next day comes and they still don't find out much but the case is turned over to the Loss Prevention Department. That same day, her co-worker noticed a charge to the tune of about $200 from an online perfume company. So the co-worker calls the company and they discover the charge is fradulent and cancel the order. The next day, JC Penney calls the friend and tells them that the order is being shipped to the home address of the owner of a local italian restaurant. The friend has not been to this restaurant in years. So she and the co-worker go through the process of elimination based on the restaurants they've frequented. They come to the conclusion that the cc#'s were obtained from a certain mexican spot only because they know the owner of the italian restaurant also owns the mexican spot and his daughter runs the place.

So the police and their bank gets involved. They give 5-0 the okay to go with the FedEx delivery person and arrest who receives the goods. That planned backfires as the only people home are the babysitter and a little kid. So the police goes to the italian restaurant, to try and locate the owner.

Sidebar:I have passed this restaurant a number of times and have never gone in. Why? Cause it looks like a roach or rat would instantly go to war with my big toe the minute I walked in. It looks just that yucky from the outside. I've often heard that the food is good, too bad I will never know cause ya girl ain't settin foot inside of that place.

Back to the story. So 5-0 is at the italian restaurant questioning people. This place is owned and operated by hispanics. How about every single last worker in there starts acting like they can't speaka no englaise?! lol lol lol Come on now. Ya'll are making this money, have been running this restaurant for years, and noone speaks a lick. I don't believe it, ya'll need more people...STAT!!! So the police give them a couple of days to provide a confession. Think they didn't?! The next day, the NIECE of the owner comes forward and admits to stealing the card numbers from the mexican spot. Ain't that a blip! The niece. So now, she is potentially going to ruin her families business all because she didn't want to save up her tips to buy the stuff with her own do-rei-me. Girl please....LOCK HER UP!

With all that said, just be careful. I don't know what is up with this "what's mine is yours" mentality with identity theft. All I know is, they better not step to this, cause I will shank a bitch over my money.

All this thievery has made me think of something I heard on the Steve Harvey morning show today. They were discussing a story about a lady that had reported her pool stolen. It was one of those big "pop-up" pools. According to the woman, there wasn't even a trace of the water they would have had to let out of the pool to steal it. Steve said he thinks she's lying and is just trying to get a new pool. lol So now the lady said in order to safeguard her remaining valuables in her yard, she has chained everything in her backyard to her house.......including her grill. SHUT UP! lol lol lol

Alright, I'm done. Have a good one.

I'm Locked Up, They Won't Let Me Out

I was surfing some blogs this morning and ran across some of the funniest ish I have seen in quite some time. Please try and contain your laughter (especially if you are on the j-o-b)better yet DON'T. If you are having anything remotely close to a bad day, this will make you feel better I promise. The clip is a little lengthy but worth it. If you are at work: lower your speakers or slap on some headphones cause homeboy is not holding anything back. lol

In other news around Central AR, former American Idol contestant Corey Clark was picked up by 5-0 this past weekend. Click on his name for the story. I caught myself saying a quick "Who?" when this story was reported until they showed his pic. Just in case you don't have a clue who dude is, here's his mugshot.



Here's a pic of him in better days.



If you still don't have a clue who dude is. He is the one that put his business on blast about he and Paula Abdul supposedly gettin busy. The jury's still out on that one. Anyway, he and his WIFE got busted with some weed in the car. He is currently still being held in jail because of an outstanding warrant that was issued for failure to appear in AZ over some other stuff.

I'm going to go make a "Go Corey" sign and stand outside of the jail. Think he will show me any love?



Have a good day ya'll!

A Grandson's Love

A friend just emailed me the link to this video about a grandson who took his grandmother to prom 35 years after the one she never got the chance to attend. Sweet story!

When Keepin It Real Goes Wrong!

As I was web surfing today, I ran across this story on the msnbc website.

ELM MOTT, Texas - A Navy man who got mad when someone mocked him as a "nerd" over the Internet climbed into his car and drove 1,300 miles from Virginia to Texas to teach the other guy a lesson.

And the lesson you might wonder, psycho dude burns the guys trailer down......OVER SOME BS ON THE INTERNET. Luckily, the man was not hurt but he pretty much lost everything. So now this fool has been sentenced to 7 years in prison and has thrown his career away. And for what? Not a damn thing.

Now I know most if not everyone has been in a situation where you were pushed to the limit and got extremely angry with someone. I know I have (cue ex-boyfriend). Yes, I had thoughts of wanting to cause him bodily harm when he took it there but then I stopped. Why?? I thought about what the consequences of what my actions would be. I knew that I wanted to do something with my life and that having a record would make that extremely difficult. Plus, it.just.wasn't.that.serious. So after driving around, I cooled off and was usually so drained the only thing I was thinking of was getting in my bed and going to sleep. This makes me wonder, why did this not have the same or similiar affect on this guy. I mean after 1300 miles of driving, you would think some sort of rationale would have kicked in between VA and TX. Hmmmm, I guess not.

I's Been Tagged!

So here are the rules


1. We have to post these rules before we give you the facts.

2. Players start with eight random facts/habits about themselves.

3. People who are tagged need to write their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.

4. At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.

5. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.


Most everyone's blog I read has already done this so I'm not tagging anyone but feel free to do it on your own accord if you have not been tagged. :-) Since I have to list 8 things, I will go with a theme instead of listing 8 random things. I bring to you.....

MY VEHICULAR INCIDENTS

1. My first car was a 86 Honda Civic with a pop up sunroof. I loved that car!! This girl in my class hit the bumper with her mom's van in the parking lot one day at school. I didn't tell my mom because you really couldn't tell.

2. I flooded my mom's car out once. I told her I was going to the store when I really was sneaking to go see my boyfriend. lol It had rained heavily that day and the street I turned on was ummmm kinda flooded. I really didn't think it was that bad. I just figured I would drive through it slowly. ha ha yeah, I was stupid. I started crying when the car stopped and the water was up to the door. Luckily this man came along in a big truck and pushed the car past the flooding for me. My mom had to drive my car until her's was repaired....she didn't speak to me for 1 week. Thankfully my sister worked for State Farm at the time and was able to find some loopholes in our insurance so that my mom wouldn't have to pay out of pocket for the expense. Did I say I was stupid?!

3. My second car was a Mazda MX-3. I saw it in a magazine and just had to have it. Ya'll, I was spoiled. :-( I got it a couple of months before graduation and was only supposed to drive it every once in awhile until I left for school. Sooooo, yeah you guessed it, I was driving it way more than my other car which I considered to be a hoopty at that point. So I'm riding around which was done a lot where I lived....partly because that was really one of the only things the teens liked to do to entertain themselves. The black folks went ridin and the white folks went cruisin....same concept just a different word. :-) Plus gas was el cheapo back then.....$0.89/gallon. Anyway, getting back to the story at hand. So I'm ridin in the hood and then bam, HE hits my car.....WITH A GO CART! WTF!! AND the wreck takes place in front of the house of one of my mom's friends that used to babysit me when I was little. *rolls eyes* I was fine, the dumb boy broke his leg (that's what his dumb azz got), and my mom tried her best not to kill me.

4.On Mother's Day 2000, I was on the way to visit my mom and grandmother. I was approaching the exit to Maumelle (about 10 minutes outside of Conway) when I see this car merging over into my lane. I'm honking, he's not paying attention because he continues to merge and my car eases on off the interstate and rolls into the grass and into some baby trees. That shit was not fun. Grandpa kept on rolling....no one got his plates but a lot of nice people came to check on me.

5. I once was side swiped after leaving a club (PJ's) in Pine Bluff. The other driver and myself pull off to the side of the road. He's drunk....so are his friends. They leave...*sigh* My friends got his plates. I was hoping they ran into a ditch for leaving the scene.

6. I've had my current vehicle for about 5 years now. The 1st week I had it, someone backed into the bumper and left a dent and some scratches. I hadn't even gotten my tags for it yet. I never did figure out if it happened at work or at my apartment. Luckily someone tipped me to a place called Dent Doctors that specializes in little dings in cars. They popped that sucka right on out. Neat stuff.

7. About 3 years after incident #6, a lady hit the side of my car. Damn, damn, damn!!! A witness called us over while we were waiting for 5-0 to show up. She chews the lady out who hit my car. She basically told her that she saw everything and that the she was in the wrong but in a really mean way. The woman that hit my car started crying. I didn't care, I was pissed.

8. I once rear ended someone. I wasn't paying attention and thought the car had pulled off. It hadn't....I hit him. This is the only wreck that I've been in that I was ever at fault.

*Knocking on wood, concrete, glass, and plastic* I have not been in a wreck since incident #7 (in about 3 years). My car and my insurance premiums have thanked me kindly ever since.

Random Stuff

While walking Cochise and Shorty(my neighbors dog) last week I was a witness to some interesting stuff.

First up, the fender bender. As I rounded the curve to one of the subdivisions near where I live, I noticed two cars in the driveway. One was backing up extremely slow. I continue to walk and then bam it happens....the car's front fender hits the mailbox. The car then pulls up and backs out of the drive about 3 times before they park the car on the street.....crooked. At this point, I know this has got to be a kid or an elderly person. All of a sudden, this lady comes out of the house and raises hell. I slow to let the dog's take a break cause I was NOT about to miss this. The culprit, a teenage boy, finally gets out of the car. She is screaming and yelling about look what the hell he did to her car and all that jazz. I don't know if the damage was bad, but it I will say it will go smashingly well with the boo boo on the bumper of her vehicle in which the paint has begun to peel off.

Close to the end of my walk on that same day, I saw two things that made me laugh and scratch my head. To the right, of the street we had grandpa mowing the lawn in his straw cowboy hat, long sleeve shirt, shorts, brown open toe sandals with black socks. Bless his heart.

Right across the street, the lawn was screaming out to me. This person had cut the yard but they obviously were pressed for time as only half of the lawn was complete. I'm not talking the front yard was done and the backyard was not. There was a line of cut grass then a line a not cut grass in several parts of the lawn. It was most noticeable on the side of the house and portions of the front yard. I searched for signs of a lawn mower close by (maybe he wasn't done ya know) but all I saw was the dad in the garage playing with this kids in his khakis. Ummmm, yeah.........

OFF TOPIC:

House Detective do you take submissions of homes in violation? There is one home that I pass when walking that has what seems like a gazillion fake deer in different poses no less in their front yard, with a windmill, and other yard decorations. *sigh*

While grocery shopping this past weekend, I encountered the some hicks. This tag team consisted of a mother and daughter in motor carts. I don't know if there was truly anything wrong with either of them but the daughter was extremely suspect as she was slurping away on her bottle of chocolate milk(that she probably hadn't paid for) while moving both of her legs. *rolls eyes* So I am on the aisle, pick up my item and I wait. Why you ask because they were both blocking the aisle. The daughter's cart was facing me and the mother's was directly in front of me. So I give them a sec to finish looking and go through my grocery list cause ya know I can be considerate. I realize that sometimes you need to look and compare things you are wishing to purchase. So their second passes, and they are still there blocking the aisle. So I look to the daughter, who is obviously not shopping for anything but just their for the ride....literally. I give her that look and say excuse me when she finally realizes she needs to move her ass out of the way. Damn, are common sense and common courtesies extinct? *sigh squared*

Funky Friday Double Up

I've got two songs on the brain this morning. Blogger is tripping this morning and not accepting the embedded codes from youtube, so I posted the url for the vid's instead.

First up, New Edition's "If It Isn't Love". I let this play before I posted and so that I could go back brush up on the dance moves and what not. *sings to self* You love her....what???!!!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uCTZqGYf0-Q


Next up, Mint Condition's "Breakin My Heart(Pretty Brown Eyes)'" Love this song and this group!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RKnbOTvcc2s





Enjoy! Have a great weekend!!

Mini-Post

Not really feeling like typing out one of my long posts :-) so I will leave you guys with a link my friend sent me for a blog by the name of FourFour. The post showcases what some of the ladies from America's Next Top Model have been up to. They are all still doing some sort of modeling and are still in the public eye so I guess that is a success in itself. One former ANTM-er's current paycheck stems from modeling clothing that will make the ladies on the mother board jealous for days while another shows just how much she loves the Golden Girls.

Click and enjoy!

http://fourfour.typepad.com/fourfour/2007/07/antm-watn.html

Adventures in Prophesizing and Neighbors

So this weekend was not filled with a lot of activity on my part other than walking my dog a lot but I did have some interesting experiences.

Let's start with my encounter at the laundromat. I had taken my comforter there to get it cleaned and ran into this guy that I see occassionally around town. This guy is older, probably in his 50's. I originally met him I believe when I was working at Wally World when I was in school. Each time since our first meeting, he always asks the same questions. Do you go to church around here? Why not? Can I convince you to come to my church? After unsuccessfully trying to talk me into going to his house of worship he, without fail, then begins to preach to me. Oh lawd, why??!! I hate when folks do this. Unless I ask, please keep your testimony to those that request it or obviously have some interest in what you have to say. Now don't get me wrong, he is a nice man and I treat him with respect because he is my elder, however, if it's obvious that my face registers no interest and I have not visited your church after all this time........just keep it light and keep it moving. Don't get me wrong folks, it's not that I am without faith, I just choose to worship in my own personal way and have my own relationship with Christ.

Anyway, back to the laundromat. So he's talking, I'm looking and without missing a beat he asks me about coming to visit his church. I just smile and tell him I will think about (knowing good and well I will not be going). Sue me! lol The convo continues to flow and I bring up other faiths. He then drops the bomb on me and tells me that there is no other faith than Christianity. Pump your breaks homie......WHAT?! He then proceeds to tell me that he hopes that is not the path that I am going down and to not let anyone lead me down that path because that is just the devil trying to pull me away from Christ and that once you choose to worship one of the other faiths you are in and cannot be pulled away. So I ask him was he comparing other faiths/religions to a cult? He responds that it's not that but it's close. Hmmmm, ooooookkkkaaaaayyy. At this point, I have tuned him out because he is talking a bunch of nonsense and wrap up the convo quickly after that. I just find it really peculiar that some folks of the christian faith are quick to put down things that they know absolutely nothing about. How can you judge while at the same time call yourself a christian and have these preconceived ideas about things you really know nothing about? And you call yourself saved, hmph.

Moving on.....

For the 2nd time in 3 weeks, our neighbors yard was toilet papered. I didn't know folks even did that anymore. She has a son that is of teenage age so we are assuming that some kid(s) he knows are the culprits. Well, Z and I were sitting out in the garage last night talking when all hell broke loose. Her kids (she has a younger son as well) were in the driveway messin around with a couple of friends that were visiting. At this point, two of the boys had made their way from the driveway to the grass wrestling. The mom comes out and is just staring down looking at them and then she starts going off. She was fussing about them f-in around while their was still toilet tissue in the tree and in the grass. I could definitely feel her on that one. Then again, I would have had the kids and their friends out in the hot azz sun cleaning all that crap up in the first place. She walks back into the garage and starts fussin about something else. Apparently, someone had spilled something and of course, neither of the boys claimed to have done it. That pisses her off even more and she starts screaming about she was sick of this and that. I go inside the house to get a cup of water, when I return the mom is sitting on the ground crying. OMG!!!!! I ask Z, what is going on. He thinks that she fell. *gasp* All of a sudden I hear her screaming at her kid to leave her alone, she is hurt and to just get away. *gasp* The kid walks off down the street and I debate whether to go across the street or not because I wasn't sure if she would really want to be bothered...ya know. It was rather akward, I know especially for her having people see what was going on (we were not the only other people outside at the time). I make the decision to go across the street to make sure she was alright. The closer I got to her I saw that her knee was bleeding not bad but still....... I ask her if she fell, if she was okay, did she need anything for her knee, etc. She is bawlin and tells me no that she would be fine she just needs to sit there for a minute. She also apologizes for us having to witness all that went down. I let her know it was okay.....I felt bad for her. You could tell that probably wasn't the only thing/stress she was dealing with. We went inside not long after that. The tree still has toilet paper in it.

What about you guys? What akward situations have you witnessed/been a part of? Have you ever had anyone preach to you? How did you handle it?

Complete and Utter BS

I thought I was done blogging for the day until I read about this......

Sprint Nextel defends decision to terminate customers who call customer service too much
http://www.iht.com/articles/ap/2007/07/10/business/NA-FIN-US-Sprint-Nextel-Terminated-Customers.php


In the words of Paula D., what kind of fuckery is this???!!!

As a current customer of Sprint-Nextel, I am appalled. I know first hand just how frustrating it is calling into their customer service centers which is why I refrain from speaking with them on a regular basis unless I just have to. In my past experiences, you are transferred A LOT and stay on hold for long periods of time.....that is of course unless they call you wanting to upgrade your phone or rate plan to get you locked in with another contract, then it's all peaches and cream. I recall one of my longest calls with them being in the neighborhood of 50 plus minutes. Did they resolve my issue? Yeah but for it damn sure shouldn't have taken that long to it.

This excerpt from the letter just slayed the hell out of me....

"While we have worked to resolve your issues and questions to the best of our ability, the number of inquiries you have made to us during this time had led us to determine that we are unable to meet your current wireless needs," the letters said.

Last time I checked, having the ability to call in and inquire about your service and your account was a part of the service the company is to provide. And more likely than not, the reason that you are unable to meet those particular people's current wireless needs is because calls within your network drop more than my panties do in one day.....hell.

Now don't get me wrong, I am not insensitive to the cs reps by any means. I paid my dues and was a customer service rep for a wireless competitor of this company for a couple of years and I know full and damn well just how irritating a customer can be when calling in. I've got stories for days. Yeah, some of the people were crazy as all get out but I also know that most of these people had to call back in because someone had not done their job. Some of the problem also came into play from the sales reps. They promised folks the sun and the moon only to get the sale and who did the customer have to call to fix it......the cs reps.

Bottom line: If you treat people like shit, you get shit in return.

This company gets no sympathy from me but they will be receiving a call ASAP regarding my transfer of services real soon.

Out and About

I made a quick stop at Wal-Mart today and was present to view some interesting scenery and hear some funny things. While standing in line at the customer service desk the following things occured:

Some high school/college kids standing in line. One guy had on a green and white stripped shirt with a large hole in the side and basketball shorts down low enough to see his draws. (yes I said draws) Why? That ish ain't cute.

I hear voices on the walkie talkie stating that a cat was in some pallets in the lawn and garden section outside and they couldn't get it to come out. The assistant manager proceeds to look up and call the number to animal protection services to come out and assist. **While leaving the store, I see APS leaving Wendy's and going away from the store* I bet their gonna be pissed that they have to drive back over there.

I see another group of high school/college kids. One of the young ladies had on sponge bob silk boxer shorts with dirty sponge bob houseshoes to match. Another had her purple do-rag on her head. I ask again....why? Keep that attire at the house folks.

The couple standing behind me had quite the entertaining conversation regarding a petro and the time spent in Wal-Mart.

Her: You spend way more on gas than I do for the truck
Him: No I don’t.
Her: Yes you do, you use the air conditioning and everything while you’re in there. I ride around with the air off and the windows down. If it were up to me we wouldn’t even have air in the truck. You're wasting gas.
Me: *tries not to crack up laughing*
Him: I still don’t use that much gas
Her: We have been in this store 3 hours….I wish they would hurry the hell up so we can go.
Me: *crickets*

A woman standing in line with her oh so cute little boy in the cart feeding him mini chocolate chip cookies. She keeps opening the little container to give him his treat. I found this a bit strange seeing as he already had a fist full of cookies in his other hand....go figure.

Now I see why my grandmother would like to sit and people watch. You really do see and hear some crazy stuff. lol

COMA

So I was up late last night watching a documentary called "Coma" http://www.hbo.com/docs/programs/coma/index.html. It follows four coma victims who had awakened from their comatose state and their families as they dealt with their life changing circumstance. There was Quan, a 26 year old black male who had been in a car accident 8 wks prior. Roxy, a 19 year white female who had also been in a car accident about the same amount of time before. Tom, a 32 year white male fell and hit his head. I forget what he hit his head on. Rounding out the four was Shawn, a white male in his late teens/early twenties who had gone to study abroad in Europe who was assaulted and thrown over a bridge.

Each families story was heartwrenching and honestly painful (for me) to watch. I cried a lot and already knew that my eyes would be bloodshot red this morning after waking up. One thing that really got to me was when Shawn's brother and mother came to visit him. His brother was talking and telling him what had been going on in his life. All of a sudden Shawn started having somewhat strange behavior. His face was a little red, he was blinking his eyes heavily while rocking back and forth a bit. His mother thought that he had something in his eye. She gently removed his glasses, covered his eyes with her hands and tells him to relax. As she removes her hand and sits down, you see the camera pan a little closer to his face and see that one tear roll down from his eye. That's when you knew that Shawn was there and really experienced his sadness and his pain. I felt it through the screen and I cried with and for Shawn because even though I can only imagine what it is like daily for him.....I just really don't know.

Watching this documentary made me think a lot more about life and my existence in this world. This could have just as easily been me or could be. I hate to come across so morbid but it is what it is. Having that thought also made me wonder what I would want in that situation. I have always told my loved ones that if placed in that predicament with me (especially at the stage where these people were at) to please let me go. Watching the "doc" only confirmed the mindset that I have. IMO, it pretty much guarantees no quality of life for me or them. I would rather they let me go so they could heal and remember me during my good days instead of having a constant reminder of what I had become.

I don't know.....it's a hard life lesson to learn. I know there's a lot more to this issue than meets the eye. This is just my two cents and how I feel.

Damn Bambi!

After reading a post by LaBella Noire ( http://labellanoire.blogspot.com/2007/07/homefront.html) about her highway travels from hell this past weekend, it made me think about some of my less than stellar experiences on the road.

I know you all have been there before...riding along the freeway and then you see it. A gleam that catches your eye off to the side of the road but you are not quite sure what it is. After a quick second glance, you notice that gleam is the twinkle of an eye from one of lifes beautiful creatures......a deer. Now not only do you notice the deer you make the connection that a few of it's crew from the friends and family network has joined in the midnight rendevous. Now if you are anything like me, your next thought after making the connection is let me get the hell away from these things before they decide they want to take it to the streets and hit my car. Little did I know that I would be afforded the opportunity to get up close and personal with one.

Almost every year since 1999, I have gone to Nashville, TN to party it up with my BFF for TSU's homecoming. Picture it, AR, USA November 2005. Another friend and I were traveling on I-40 en route to Nashville to make the trip. While passing through Forrest City ( a town about half way in between Little Rock and Memphis) Bambi decides she had had enough of this cold cruel world and inadvertently takes her own life. As I was passing an eighteen wheeler, the deer darts out in front of our car. I am trying desperately not to freak out while trying to remember to breathe and keep the car on the road at the same time. Just as quickly as the deer was in front of our car she darts over in front of the big truck and meets her untimely demise. That truck knocked the hell out of that animal. She slid back in front of the car and right over to the grassy area where she came from. Damn Bambi! Oh well, you did it to yourself. lol

In Memory of Forrest City Bambi

Sunrise-?
Sunset- November 2005

Funky Friday

In my opinion, this was the greatest video ever made during my lifetime. I can still visualize trying to learn the dance steps while watching the floor model t.v. in the den. I know ya'll remember those t.v.'s. We've still got one in the family at my grandmother's house.

This song makes me move at least two body parts while it's playing (cause ummm one just won't do). Ooooooooo and don't let me be in the car and hear this.......it.is.on! Folks pop, lock, and droppin it can't even hold a candle to me when this joint comes on.

Hope ya'll enjoy this throwback. Happy Funky Friday!

The Day After...

So our holiday was pretty uneventful. We laid around the house during the morning then went to catch Transformers. Ya'll this movie is GOOD!! I am so ready to watch it again. My boyfriend says he got bored, didn't like all the human interaction and prefers the cartoon. Ummmm, yeah whatever, he's wierd....take it from me and go see this movie! My favorite part was when Bumblebee upgraded his look. Now that was hot!

Let's see what else.....we, scratch that, HE put a couple of steaks and hot dogs on the grill. I helped make the baked beans (translation, made sure they didn't burn while he checked on the food that was grilling), tore open a bag of salad, and purchased a nice little carton of cole slaw from the grocery store. Sue me, I'm lazy...lol. Later on we went out to watch fireworks. I think our dog Cochise was more entertained with it than I was. I was too busy looking around being nosey trying to see what I could see, which wasn't much at all. In any case, it was a nice day just to hang out.....even if it was on a freakin Wednesday.

Oh by the way, up above is our "son" Cochise (a lab-rotweiller mix). Believe me when I tell you he is 82 lbs. of nothing but energy. The picture is one of many Christmas pic's I took of him with those ridiculous reindeer ears I bought from Wally World. I need to find another pic so you all can see just how beautiful a creature he really is.

Gotta run I hear the ice cream man outside.

Cause I'm a Woman..W-O-M-A-N

.....I'll say it again. Okay not really, but I had to get ya'll hyped just a little.

So as you can see from yesterday's post, AR Gal was just NOT having a good day. Well, I decided to take control of my situation and get 'er done. I surfed on the net looking for ways to find radio codes for vehicles. Lucky for me and you guys as well, I found http://www.radio-code.com/. It's a site that helps you find radio unlock codes for your vehicle if you should find yourself in the situation I was in. As I was instructed yesterday by Service Man (and now by this website), you would actually have to take the radio out to find the info to get the code. *sigh* The site also informed me that and I quote, "We do not support the removal of your audio system, However, if you require assistance, try link bellow: " http://www.carstereohelp.com/. After finding my make and model I was also none to pleased to find out that I would have to pay $3.99 to find out how to do it. Whatever, let's go.

***Sidenote: My boyfriend did offer to do it but he was skeptical since and I quote: "Babe you know will cuss me out if I break something in your car." Damn straight....that's why I opted to go ahead and do it myself.*****

I get the instructions and it looks easy as hell ya'll....I kid you not. It took a little while for me to get the cover over the radio and temp. controls off but after that it was smooth sailing. I did have one mishap. I lost the screw that held the frame together for the radio and temp. controls......whatever I'll get another later if I can't find it. Besides once I put the radio back in the grooves that helps keep in place along with putting the cover over it....it only moves a little if you touch it. lol So I pull the radio out enough where I could see (with the assistance of a flashlight) and wrote down every number series that was on that sucka.....okay!!!

So this morning, I phone the LR Mitsibushi place back. The service man looks up my serial # and also has to use a MR# I wrote down because there is one other radio with the same serial # as mine. He gives me the code, talks me through programming it in and voila........WE HAVE SOUND!!! YAY!!!!! I feel a bit of justification seeing as I avoided being ripped off by doing it myself as opposed to having someone else do something that only required a bit of elbow grease and a $3.99 payment to paypal.

I hope you guys have a wonderful Fourth of July. Be safe!

Bad Mood Dude

I swear Monday's are becoming my worst enemy. I wake up this morning to find that my car's battery breathed its last breath and will not start. I get a jump and off to the car part store we go to get a replacement battery. The guy at the store puts the battery in and offers to test the alternator to make sure it's in good shape. Since it's a free service I figure why not. Once he completes his test he informs my boyfriend and I that, of course, I have a bad alternator.....yeah like I didn't see that one coming. He then proceeds to tell us to take the car to someone else to get a second opinion just in case his equipment is bad. Ummmmm, okay why in the hell are ya'll using possible default equipment????? Whatever....I'll deal with it later because I am just not in the mood right now.

After we get back in the car, I turn on the radio and quickly realize (ie remember) that I need a code to re-activate it. No biggie, it's in the glove compartment right.....WRONG! The code that I received from the car dealer the last time I had my battery replaced WAS in the glove compartment on a sticky note on top of my owner's manual. I'm assuming Casper and his friends have been lurking in my car because of course I cannot find that little yellow sticky note anywhere in there. *insert growl here* After telling myself to remain calm, I realize that I can call the dealership and just have them give it to me over the phone like they did the last time........WRONG!!!! The dealer where I purchased my car from no longer sells Mitsubishi's and no longer has any records on previously purchased vehicles (WTF???) but I can try calling the other Mit. dealer across town to see if they can look it up by my VIN. Mmmmmmkay...... I call and had the pleasure of speaking with a delightful "witch" who abruptly informed me of all the tests they would have to do and it would cost $90 to do so. No thank you *click* Did I mention the dealer where I purchased my vehicle from is in Memphis and I'm about 2 1/2 hours away from there. I try calling back the original dealer and ask to speak with someone in parts and service just to see if I can get someone else who may be able to pull some strings. Well, the guy did try and look up my name in the computer to see if he could find anything but to no avail my record had been deleted since they no longer dealt with Mitsubishi's.

After sitting on my couch looking half-assed crazy for about a good 5 minutes I decide to call the dealer in Little Rock to see what they can do. Here's how that convo went down

Dealer: Good morning LR Mitsubishi
Me: Parts and service please
Dealer: Will that be parts or service?
Me: Huh
Dealer: Parts OR service ma'am
Me: Let's try service
Service Man: Service
Me: I just got my battery changed...blah blah blah.....I need a radio code....blah blah blah
Service Man: There's a serial # on top of your radio. Once you get that radio out and get that number I can get the code for you
Me: Silence
Service Man: Hello?
Me: Yes, I'm here. Since I have no clue how to do that how much will that be?
Service Man: $37.99 not including tax
Me: Okay thanks.

So I will be making a trip to LR sometime this week to get that resolved only if my boyfriend cannot accomplish the task of getting the radio out for me. Until then....I shall ride in silence with only my thoughts. *insert eye roll here*