A little bit of this, a little bit of that

I burned the side of my face with a curling iron this morning. Boooooo!!!

Cochise's 4th birthday was yesterday. That's 28 in dog years. It's time for him to get a job.

I'm SO happy it's Friday!!! Why do short work weeks always seem longer than normal work weeks?

Why do people wear open toe shoes just because it warms up a little during this time of year? NEWSFLASH: It's still winter!!

Why do those same people's toes look like woodchips and crack rocks?

The hand soap my job uses dries my hands out. It's crazy!

Octomom was photographed going to the bank recently. I thought she was supposed to be in hiding. I wonder if she really has any money in the bank or did she just tell the teller to pass some deposit slips her way to make it seem like money was exchanged.

I got a new bedroom suite last week. It's really cute. Wanna see? I had been in search of the the perfect set and had been having no luck since everything I saw was either not to my liking or too expensive. Then I remembered this warehouse place out by JCPenney that sold furniture and decided to give it a try. I'm so glad I did, because I fell in love as soon as I laid eyes on it. It's by Ashley which is why I was able to find a pic. The fact that it's non-traditional really made me *swoon*. It's a two-tone dark (cherry) and light wood (oak/pine?) combo which really stands out especially in the bedroom. The leather headboard is a definite plus. I got everything except the TV armoire. I have one already that matches (the lighter wood) it almost to a "T" except for the handles. But that can easily be swapped out to blend in.

The delivery guy was an @ss. Z almost ripped him a new one because I was upset about him being late and dude was unapologetic about the ish. Yeah I know, delivery guys are always late but when you say you will be there at a certain time, I expect you to be there. It's not like he gave me the between 12 and 5 spill, he said between 3 and 3 :15. He shows up and hour and 45 minutes later....da phuck? UGH! Anyway, we've got new bedroom furniture and that makes me happy so screw him. lol

I'm loving this song (embedding was disabled. sowwy)

Relationship meme quiz thingamajig

What are your middle names?
I'm totally not going to tell my middle name as it would give away my anonymity because it's really, really, really, REALLY uncommon. Like seriously, I may be the only person on this planet that has this name. *goes to google* Okay, so it turns out I'm not the only person but still, I live in AR...it really wouldn't be that hard to figure out who I am if I told. lol

Z has two middle names. :)

How long have you been together?
Goodness, lemme think. Ummmmm, 4 years and some change.

How long did you know each other before you started dating?
We didn't.

Who asked whom out?
No one really asked anyone out. Honest to goodness we just clicked from the first time we met and have been attached at the hip ever since. He was friends with my homeboy. We first met when a couple of my friends and I went to visit my homeboy one night during a fit of boredom. Z was there watching a movie. I saw him giving me googly eyes or maybe it was my boobs but whatever. We hit it off and the rest is history.

How old are each of you?
Craddle robber is 38 (he just had a bday in December) and I am *gasp* 31. Didn't see that one coming did you? lol

Whose siblings do you see the most?
He sees my siblings the most since my folks live closer. His sister lives in Cali.

Which situation is the hardest on you as a couple?
Ummmmmmm, this is a hard one. Not in a "we're so perfect" kind of way (because we're not) but because I've just never thought about it. I would say dealing with each others bad habits.

Did you go to the same school?
Nope.

Are you from the same home town?
Nope. I'm a born and bred Arkansan. He's was born in AR but grew up in San Jose'. He claims he's a city boy. I say he's faker. LMAO!!

Who is smarter?
It depends on the topic. I have a wealth of knowledge regarding totally useless information . He has a wealth of knowledge regarding stuff I have no interest in (ie, space, ancient history, survival techniques, natural disasters, etc)

Who is the most sensitive?
That would be me.

Where do you eat out most as a couple?

We usually do takeout. Wingstop is da bomb!! Lemon pepper flavored wings anyone??

Where is the furthest you two have traveled together as a couple?
This is funny because it's really not that far....Dallas.

Who has the craziest exes?
HA! Moi!!

Who has the worst temper?
It's a draw. We've had some arguments that are just down right ugly. Neither of us likes to be wrong....ever. Now that I think about it, this has been one of the hardest things to overcome as a couple.

Who does the cooking?
We both do. His palate is a bit different from mine. I can eat meatless meals. He's a "Where's the Beef?" kind of guy.

Who is the neat-freak?
ME!!! And he is not extremely sloppy but is it too much to ask that when you open a new container of ice cream that you throw away the plastic thingamajig that's around it instead of leaving it on the counter??!! Drives me fuckin nuts!!!

Who is more stubborn?
It's a draw again folks.

Who hogs the bed?

Z! I am constantly telling him to move in the middle of the night. lol

Who wakes up earlier?
Z usually gets up about 30 minutes earlier than me. You would think that we would get up at the same time since there are 3 alarms set to go off within 30 minutes of each other. Between the alarm clock and the alarms on my cell and his I only hear one. My cell phone. And sometimes not until the 2nd time it goes off. I've got a good feeling tomorrow will be one of those days. lol

Where was your first date?

I honestly have no recollection but I'm willing to bet it involved some local dive and a movie.

Who is more jealous?
Neither. I think my guy is rather hot. I wouldn't be with him if he wasn't. I always tease him about how some women ogle him when we go grocery shopping. Particularly white women with interracial children. It never fails, they always stare. He didn't believe me and thought I was just paranoid until he witnessed it himself a couple of times and admitted defeat. lol

How long did it take to get serious?

Not long at all.

Who eats more?

*snickers*I like to eat...sue me.

Who does the laundry?
We do our own....thank goodness. I can barely stand to do my own. Folding and putting up clothes is the worst!! Wouldn't you agree?

Who’s better with the computer?

Me. I've got to use my CIS degree for something! What better than bragging rights?

Who drives when you are together?
Depends on the car we are in.


Your turn!

Dreamgirls: The Lost Scene

Rihanna Chris Brown fight explained

Afternoon at the Movies: Friday the 13th

I haven't done one of these in quite some time even though we have seen quite a few movies since my last movie review. I'll try and do a better job in '09. Before I get started with this one let me just say Paul Blart: Mall Cop is a must see. Okay, now on with the review.

There's really not much to tell. It's a classic slasher flick with lots of young kids, tits, sex, cussing, "unique" ways to die, and oh yeah Jason....ch, ch, ch, ha, ha, ha. Speaking of, I always thought Jason did his work at night not during the day. He was slashing up mofo's from sunrise to sunset. lol Anyway, it's not the least bit scary and most people in the theater were laughing at the ridiculousness of it all (present company included). I'd say if you want to go see this just because you've always gone to see the Friday the 13th series in the theater then knock yourself out, otherwise it can wait.

AR Gal rates this flick: Same story, different year.

Irony at it's best!!

I despise junk email forwards. I think they are dumb, dumb, dumb and do nothing more than to clog up the webosphere! Is that a word? According to spell check apparently not...who cares! Anyway, imagine my disgust when I received yet another forward from a friend of mine. Usually I just click delete when I see that FW: in the subject line but something told me to open this one. I hollered when I read what she typed (Freaky you'll love this!):

Good info. I quit forwarding these type of emails long time ago.

Bwahahahahahahahaha, I hollered up here at work. The irony of it all just sent me into a fit of giggles. She still forwarded a junk email! LMAO!!!


Subject: fyi Advice from Snopes.com

Advice from Snopes.com <http://snopes.com/> 1) Any time you see an E -Mail that says forward this on to '10' of your friends, or sign this petition, or you'll get bad luck, good luck, or whatever, it almost always has an E-Mail tracker program attached that tracks the cookies and E-Mails of those folks you forward to. The host sender is getting a copy each time it gets forwarded and then is able to get lists of 'active' E-Mails to use in SPAM E-Mails, or sell to other spammers. 2) Almost all E-Mails that ask you to add your name and forward on to others are similar to that mass letter years ago that asked people to send business cards to the little kid in Florida who wanted to break the Guinness Book of Records for the most cards. All it was, and all any of this type of E-Mail is, is a way to get names and 'cookie ' tracking information for telemarketers and s pammers - - to validate active E-Mail accounts for their own profitable purposes. You can do your friends and family members a GREAT favor (PLEASE) by sending this information to them; you will be providing a service to your friends, and will be rewarded by not getting thousands of spam E-Mails in the future! If you have been sending out (FORWARDING) the above kinds of E-Mail, now you know why you get so much SPAM! Do yourself a favor and STOP adding your name(s) to those types of listings regardless how inviting they might sound! You may think you are supporting a GREAT cause, but you are NOT in the long run. Instead, you will be getting tons of junk mail later! Plus, we are helping the spammers get rich! Let's don't make it easy for them! Also: E-Mail petitions are NOT acceptable to Congress or any other organization. To be acceptable, petitions must have a signed signature and full address of the person signing the petition. Read the full story here: http://www.snopes.com/inboxer/petition/internet.asp <http://www .snopes.com/inboxer/petition/internet.asp>

Dear Chris Brown.....

....this is for you. If what I read is true, you should be mad at yourself for not wrapping it up. Not Umbrella girl for giving you the cooties.

Kids! When will they learn??!!

This has got to be......

.........one of the dumbest things to lose your life over.

Long story short, a Hummer and a Denali are parked next to each other in a parking lot. The owner of the Hummer complains that the owner of the Denali parked to close. Hummer owner's husband goes into truck then shoots and kills owner of Denali.

Seriously, what the hell did the Hummer owner expect? It's not like either of those vehicles are mini-cooper size. What happened to just walking away? This is just ridiculous.

Man, 59, charged in Cordova parking-lot killin

LINK HERE

Lemme SPANX that booty belly!

Just for Sh*ts and Giggles........

A little bit of this, a little bit of that......

I had to ask someone what day it was today. I'm glad they said it was Thursday. I'm sad I had to ask.

Tomorrow will be a beautiful day. The temp's will be in the upper 60's...maybe more. You know the weather folks never get it right.

I have been craving sweet potato fries. I decided Monday that I would be going to the restaurant in the Clinton Library Friday to get some. Most of their other food really sucks major ass but whoever cooks those has them down to a science. They are yummy!

Z keeps hollering at the tv in the other room. There is a Lakers game on.

The scratchiness in my throat will not go away. I so do not want a cold. I'm fighting it with all my might. I plan on getting liquored up this weekend to help ease the germs out of my body.

These random posts are the new rage in blogdome. I can see why. It's much simpler not to have to form a complete thought and just type whatever.

I want another laptop. Z (ie we) just got a new one a month ago but I want us to each have one so we won't feel pressure to hurry up and finish because the other one wants/needs to use it. I saw one last night that I wanted. I said that if I was still thinking about it today that I would go ahead and get it. I'm still thinking about it but I have yet to whip out the plastic. Z says do it as long as I think I can handle it financially.

I hate making decisions involving a lot of money.

Why can't I be a Trump? This wouldn't even be an issue.

I still want to get new bedroom furniture too. I've been getting that for about two years now...*sigh* I said that I would put my tax return towards the furniture and just pay for the laptop in monthly installments. In this economy though, I don't really want to overextend myself.

I hate making decisions involving a lot of money.

My butt is getting numb sitting in the bed.

The AA (Admin. Assistant) on our team annoys me....truly she does. Yes I know I've said she's sweet (which she is) but I'm tired of giving her passes just because she's not from here. If you know how to listen to BBC radio online then you should know how to find out what another name for finger foods is online....GOOGLE IT HELL! When she called to ask me that, I answered her question but I had to repeat it like 5 times so I told her I'd send her something via email. Guess what I put in the search bar....."what is another name for finger foods". That wasn't hard was it? This is the link I sent her.

Z is still hollering in the other room. I think the Lakers just won...who cares.

I just saw a commercial for Hanks (a furniture store). It must be a sign. lol

One of my nephews 5th birthday is next month. I suppose I should travel to STL and go to his party. I don't like his daddy, ie my brother-in-law. I'd rather send him something and just stay at home.

My mom sent me a copy of the inauguration issue of The Washington Post (and a calendar) when she returned to Memphis. It's in a plastic cover. I'm assuming that's how she bought it. I still have it in the box she sent it to me in. Her heart was in the right place but I have NO idea what to do with it. My mom keeps newspaper clippings and things of that nature...I don't. I don't do collectibles which is why I have yet to purchase any of the Obama stuff (plates, pins, etc, etc, etc). It's just one more thing that will collect dust...with me anyway. I bought something I could use, a t-shirt. Maybe I will sell the paper on E-bay.

I just saw a Rally's commercial. I can sum their food up in one word...GROSS!!! I stopped eating there about 5 years ago after the fries I received tasted like fish. Blech!

V-Day is coming up soon. Some people I know think I'm strange because I don't make awwww noises and throw up spirit fingers at the mention of it. I don't knock anyone that chooses to celebrate it bu I'm one of those folks that considers it just another day. I believe that you should spend it with someone you love (this includes your damn self if you don't have anyone) but I do that everyday so why would I feel the need to go wait at a restaurant for hours only to have mediocre overpriced food and drink. I think not! We will be at the house spending time with and loving one another........just like we will be doing 2/13.

Much Ado About Nothing......

It's currently 24 degrees in Little Rock right now. Well it was at the time I took this pic. It's now 27.



This is what I will be having for lunch today. The soup is Terryaki Chicken Noodle by Campell's. It's the best of that line IMO. In the bag are sweet mini-peppers. Someone also told me they are referred to as sport peppers. Whatever you wanna call them they are good, good, GOOD! I put them in my salad at night too.











The granola bar is my morning snack. The popcorn is my pm snack. Sometimes I eat 'em...sometimes I don't. I keep a spare granola bar in my purse all the times. I'm always getting hungry!












This is the water bottle I keep at work. That's a lot of water! It keeps me in the restroom.


I used some of that water to down these this morning. I think I'm coming down with a cold.


I always have these items at my desk











I worked next door to the Clinton Library. It really does look like a trailer on wheels. LMAO! This is the back view from my office building.


Bump what ya heard...this is the REAL Sasha Fierce!!!
*snaps for the kids 3 times*


Ladies, have you seen the pic of Santonio Holmes circulating around the net? Just google it and I'm sure you'll find it. BEWARE:It's totally NSFW though. Anyway, this chicken nugget I was eating last night made me think of his "glamour" shot.

Monday Morning Pick Me Up....

Taking it to the streets

Picture taken with my cell while driving down I-40 east the other day

Would I be wrong.....

....if I got my furbabies one of these



It's a Sasquatch Pet Bed!! LMAO @ the name. For you dog lovers, just in case you want one for your four legged friend(s) here's the link.

Preacher's Kid (aka PK)

While typing the previous post, I remembered that PK had tried to get in contact with me recently. I received a call around September or October last year from him while I was at work. Normally when I get a message from someone unfamiliar, I just hit the erase button and call it a day but it was something about the voice I heard that made me keep it.....well that and the fact that I heard my full name. The message as it played out basically said he was looking for me, stated his name (which I couldn't understand), and said that he would call back at a later time. I listened to the recording he left repeatedly for days and could not figure out what name was being said or who the voice belonged to. I even made Z listen a few times to see if he could decipher anything. After about the 5th day of trying to figure it out, I finally struck gold and heard the name ......Preacher's Kid. I literally screamed out loud because the mystery had been solved. I also figured out the reason I couldn't understand him is because when he stated his name some noise was interfering (it kind of sounded like someone was talking over a loudspeaker) and he didn't repeat himself.

After calming down, I then wondered...what the hell did/does he want? I wish I could tell you but he has yet to call back. I must admit I was initially bummed out because curiosity got the best of me and I wanted to know what was up and how he was doing. I haven't laid eyes on him or talked with him in like 15 years and it would be awesome to catch up. Random thought.....every time I refer to something in the past using double digits like that I feel old as hell. Anyway, I know that he got married not too much longer after he split from our hometown, lives in NC (or was the last time I heard) and had a couple of kids (gotta love the small town grapevine network). Oh well, for what it's worth I hope all is well with him.

Cherry Pop

I was over at Freaky D’s spot the other day reading over a post of his. As I made a comment in reference to the first time, my first time popped in my head. I still remember it to this day and just like it was yesterday. The memory is just terrifying and memorable as it was then.

I was 16 at the time which means it was 1993…the summer of that year to be exact. My first boyfriend and the love of my life (until the next one came along) had come over to the house to visit me. I thought this guy was the greatest thing since sliced bread him being my first boyfriend and all. He was tall (6’4”), a bit chubby, not so dark, had a deep voice, and was handsome. His parents were well known because his dad was a preacher. Ya’ll know what they say about PK’s (preacher’s kids) right? They weren’t lyin. This of course was a plus for me because it meant I knew my mom wouldn't scrutinize him half to death since he came from good people.

When he arrived, he did his normal greeting and chatted with my mom until she excused herself into her bedroom which was the next room over. I went and took a seat in one of the chairs because my mom was taking too long running her mouth as usual. I still remember the thought that went through my head as she continued to ramble on, “She’s just doing this on purpose because she doesn’t want us to be alone.” LMAO Now that I think about it, it was probably partly true.

Anyway, so she leaves and he goes over to the couch to have a seat. We started making conversation about whatever was on tv and I get up to get something to drink. I ask him if he wants something, he says yes and I come back with our cups and sit down on the couch next to him. After awhile, he puts his arm around my shoulder movie style and I scoot a little closer. At this point, he is ready to make his move so he asked me something really silly (I can’t remember what right now) that ‘caused me to have to turn my head toward his face. Then it happens….he plants one on me. Finally, I thought! It’s not like we hadn’t kissed before but whenever we did it was always exciting because I got a serious case of the butterflies. It kind of feels like I got them again thinking about it typing this post….so stranjay!

One thing leads to another (read heavy petting) and we end up on the floor. He’s laying on top of me when I feel the bulge happen. Once again, this was nothing new because our kissing sessions tended to get hot and heavy. So then I hear him ask if I wanted to. Wanted to what, I ask back. So he gives me this look and I just stare and ask understanding what he means…are you serious? Here…now? He says yes but only if I want to. This goes on for another minute or so until I finally say yes. *sigh* Every time, I think about this the same question goes through my head…..what the fuck where you thinking??? He proceeds to unzip his fly and put the condom on while I scoot out of my shorts. Then well, you know what happens next except remember this is my first time ever so I had no clue as to what I was about to experience. I was just horny and ready to do it. *smdh* While we’re kissing, I feel him easing the tip in when he (accidentally) falls on me. Like literally all of his weight collapses on (and in) my body including his you know what. Oh.my.lawd!!!! All I felt was pain and my face showed it. My eyes and my mouth shot open and I drew in a gasp of big air. PK new exactly what happened so he covers my mouth with his hand and just starts saying I’m sorry over and over and over. After I recover and was able to talk he asked if I was okay. I say yes and he asked if I wanted to continue. I figured why not, you’re still in there so keep on. Of course he never came close to rocking my world, but the feeling wasn’t so bad after the initial ummmmmmm entry.

A bit of time passes when I hear a door open…the door to my mom’s bedroom to be more exact. I don’t know if time sped up or slowed down but the time it took for him to scoot against the couch (and cover up his lower half with his shirt) and for me to scoot against the side of the chair (so she wouldn’t see my half nekkid behind) was less than a second…I promise!

Mama: PK, you have a phone call, it’s your sister.

PK: Ok.

Mama: You can get it in the kitchen

PK: Ok, thank you.

I couldn't turn around but I hear her still standing there and I knowing my mom like I do, she is wondering why the boy wasn’t moving. Lol

Mama: Well are you gonna get the phone.

PK: Yes ma’am, I’m getting up now.

I don’t know if she sensed something was up or she just got tired of waiting on him to actually get up from the floor but she turned around and headed back in the other room. It was then that I realized I was holding my breath and let the air escape. My heart was racing and I was damn near close to tears. While he headed off to the kitchen I quickly gathered my draws and shorts and put them back on. My head was down and I saw a blood stain on the carpet. Shit, I thought. I ran to the laundry room to get something to put down on the carpet to clean it up with. Luckily the cleaner was strong because the stain came right on up.

PK, finishes up his call and tells me he will have to leave in about an hour because he has to pick his little sister up. I told him we should step outside to talk. The conversation consisted of nothing more than we were SO glad that we didn’t get caught, I love you, blah blah blah. Of course the topic of when to do it again came up since we didn't get a good start. We decided that next time we would have to actually have to be somewhere that there was privacy (no shit sherlock) and we did. The next time we did it at his folks house while everyone was gone. :-)

Free Stuff

So I ventured out to Dillard's Friday to take advantage of the giveaways due to the cosmetics settlement. I took a shot first at the mall closest to my job, found the table, signed a named to a sheet of paper, looked at some jewelry on clearance and then a thought crossed my mind. Instead of wasting time here, I can zoom on over to the other mall and take a shot to see if they had any stuff left there. I figured it was a win-win situation because even if they had run out, Chick-fil-a was right across the street and I could get my nuggets and waffle fries (w/Polynesian sauce). *swoons*

It turns out I was in luck because they had plenty left to give away. There were two ladies working the table at this mall and the older of the two informed some of us in line that we could come back through if we wanted. All we had to do was wait about 5 minutes or so. Word?! Thank goodness the line wasn't long because I would have reconsidered waiting. In between, I would dart over into jewelry look (very briefly) and get back in line. I ended up going through 3 times so I could have two of each thing (Estée Lauder Advanced Night Repair & Clinique Moisture Surge) they were giving away.

While waiting in line the last time, this lady came up and asked what we were waiting for. This guy (he was in line with his wife) and I told her about it. So then she asked what signing our name represents. I told her I have no idea but if she was concerned, just don't sign her real name, I didn't. Notice earlier when I went the first time, I said I signed a name. Truth be told it was kinda fun making up new names to write down. lol Anyway, so she goes on to say she still wasn't sure if she should do it. Ummmmm, mkay makes me no difference. I just told her I understand, smiled, turned away, got the last of my free ish and went on my way.

Needless to say, I'm pleased with the outcome. I got tons of free stuff and had Chick-fil-a for lunch. You can't beat that with a wooden stick!

I'm following suit.......

......and doing a brain dump post. Why? Well shit because I can!

I'm currently watching E.R. but I'm not really watching it like I was last week.

I like the character Neela. I've always thought the lady that plays her is so pretty.

I watched Grey's Anatomy this evening. It was pretty decent and way better than some previous episodes. I think Denny ghoolish ass is finally gone. I sure hope so because that storyline with he and Izzy is WHACKADOCIOUS!!!

Izzy is sick....thank goodness! I hope her character dies and shrivels up into a pile of pixie dust.

I watched Ugly Betty before that. It was pretty good too. If Betty stopped being "ugly" and had a swan moment, would the show still be called Ugly Betty? That question kept running through my head for whatever reason.

I walked and did 45 minutes of Tae-Bo today. Go me!

My neighbor, Mrs. B., fell and broke her hip Tuesday night.

I was relieved it happened after the President and First Lady's first dance.

Judge me if you want to, I'm just being honest.

Her sister-in-law, who lives with them, came over to get Z so he could help get her out of the garage where she fell. Some other dude that's a friend of theirs was there as well.

Z said he didn't want to move her and wanted to wait for the ambulance but dumb bumblefuck (their friend) had already lifted her off of the ground so he (Z) just proceeded to help her to the couch.

Her hip was probably already broken but still. *sigh* The road to recovery will be long and hard for her...especially since she's like 70 something.

I felt bad for Mr. B. This is not the first time this has happened. Mrs. B is always going to the hospital for something or another.

I can't stand people that try and throw you under the bus at work.

I really can't stand people that try and throw you under the bus at work that don't have their facts straight.

I may not like working but I know my job and all that it entails.

If you want to play games, I'd prefer if you save that for family night at your house but since you won't.....come harder next time bitch.

My Memphis folks are back at home from DC.

My STL fam will be leaving tomorrow.

Everyone sounds tired as hell. I'm sure it was memorable but honestly I'm glad I stayed at home.

I wish it was Friday night instead of Thursday night.

My boss won't be a work tomorrow. Hip Hip Hooray!!!!

One of my team mates is getting the can due to a re-org. Too bad because she's the one I liked the best. :(

Our Admin. Asst. still gets on my nerves. She's sweet but DAMN she's annoying!

I got my hair done yesterday. I had her whack the back and trim the sides. The cut I got last year was starting to grow out and looked crazy as hell.

I need to go spend some QT time with my man.

I'll holla!

I am so proud!!