Black Women With Other Brothers: Are you a Digital Mammy for Other Brothers?

Black Women With Other Brothers: Are you a Digital Mammy for Other Brothers?


Ladies, don't be the fool for any guy who doesn't wanna call or have a face to face meet up.  Earlier this year, I had about four of them and quickly, I stopped texting.  These guys are time wasters for YOU! As a divorce mother, dating have changed but the rules are still the same.  A man who is interested in YOU will go out of his way to meet you!

I'm steadying working all this week and next before Christmas so, keep your sock on because I got a special treat that I'm working on. :)

Have a great weekend!

Am I suppose to read a dating book to help me get back into the dating game?

Dating, is non-existent for me this year got me thinking about some things.  First, I'm not dating anyone at the moment. Nada, Zip, Zilch, Nothing. Two, I live in an area that doesn't have the "finest" crop of men.  And three, I don't have any of those friends that fix me up on a blind date.  I don't think my friends can ever fix me up on a blind date because of  my taste. Then to think about it, my friends should know me better, alas I need a crop of better friends, except Sissy. Sissy knows me like the back of her hand.  Seventeen years ago someone in high school was trying to pit me and her against each other to fight, they made the mistake of introducing us to a friendship throughout the years. So, ha ha *my Nelson voice*

Awww cute!!

Today someone in a IR chat room asked:
Books that guide you on how to date white men! Ladies, would you buy them? Why or why not?

My  responses to this:   need to have a book called "How to date properly, period!" 

And....

  Inboxing you for advice to get a wbf/bff?? Umm its called being yourself. I didn't know there was a certain way to attract white men?? * scratch head*
Shit, I'm trying to attract nice normal men, not weirdos! lol the weirdos are getting less and less noticeable..

I guess because she's black and have a white boyfriend means she's the "The Guru" of the white men and that she's can give you advice to pick up the "perfect white guy." <---sarcasm.

Long ago at the age of 13, My first boyfriend, Terrence was the and first & last boyfriend in school until I had one in college. We didn't last very long, two weeks and received my first kiss *Awww*.
I like it and then hated it because it's a yucky boy but the inner girly girly, that I hid desperately was clawing out.  After a taste of having a boyfriend, ehhhhh it was okay until I notice that girls competing with each other vying for a guy's attention.  That looks like too much work.  So I went to "only crush" mode with unsuspecting boys that knew I existed but wasn't trying capture their attention. A tomboy with girly girly circumstances. Afraid of being beautiful because the cruelty of kids, I chose to hide in the shadows. Anyways, Terrence wasn't that cute, he wore glasses and a mullet, a smart ass and always had some corny joke to tell  which offended everybody. Lo and behold in some strange light one day, his ugly ass gotten handsome, the slow southern drawl became cute. His corny joke are laughable and his smart ass comments turned into intellectual quips.  I had bucked teeth, wore bigger clothing to hide my overdeveloped body and didn't smile; self-conscience about my looks I couldn't believe he liked me. Buck teeth Keeshia or nappy-headed buck teeth girl is what they called me in school. Kids can be cruel and about eight years ago I started to appreciate my beauty, inside and out.   Point is, he liked me for me and I couldn't believe it and the kicker: He is white. *pin drop: cue doomsday music*

The ruckus we caused at our lil country school!! GASP!

So for people who buy books on how to date interracial, In my opinion, you're wasting your time and money.  I didn't need one in 7th grade, just be yourself!  Heck, I want a book to teach people how to date properly and freakin' manners!! And please there's no manual in "How to Date a Black Woman." I  didn't know we require special training.... All  you do is come up to me and introduce yourself, tell corny joke(s) * I love humor*, buy a drink, general conversation and keep me interested. Is that hard?

Speaking of dating black women, Young Teach from Kentucky is a newbie swirler and here's his blog: http://adventuresofswirlman.wordpress.com/

I like his adventures, he's pretty darn funny!!  Good luck to him in the dating world!

Sigh...so in the mist of my dating life or lack of, I became a work-a-holic. Oh there's your problem! You don't go out. Sure I do, I make time to date myself. Quite frankly, I'm a tired of looking at myself  LOL.  I can't continue to have conversations in my head, whip out my phone to Facebook lurk and pay for my meals. LOL.. And weirdos do flock to me. I have no idea. Completely clueless. I check myself to see if I'm in weirdo apparel, spray, hairstyle whatever.  No matter what, a weirdo appears.  I get the occasional run-in creepy guy, douchy douche and jerky jerk face.

And this one: the typical wwaayyy over the hill guy that is the same age as your dad. *I threw up in my mouth*

I  don't do the following:

Look familiar?

• Men that are my uncles and dad's age; meaning over 50 years old.
• Gold teeth
• Still  married but wanna 'test' your playa skills on a young woman.

My nightmare happened one day with the combination of the three, unexpectedly looking for a car. I wanted to commit a slow suicide. Why on Earth these men think I want them? I don't. Age doesn't matter, yes it does to me! Okay, I'm gonna give you the rough and raw;  Prefer a guy that is five years younger to twelve years older than me. I'm not into "Whose your daddy" type psychological perverse mindset, that's called incest & daddy issues.  I have a dad, yes, I had  my up's and down's with him, its called life. Him and my grandparents raised me so if you try to 'be my daddy' and 're-raising me' I will gladly give you his name, address, phone number..Good luck, he'll meet you with a gun.  Is he crazy? Yes and no. 

Yes, I like to turn cartwheels, do back bends and walk on my hands, I expect you to do the same.  My kids have A LOT of ENERGY and so do I, not having the "Hold up, my knees are hurting" or "Can we stop and tell them to sit down and you do the same."  Told you, I have constant natural energy. You'll have to keep up with us, we can't stand in one spot too long.

 Hip/joint/ED<---depends on which issue(s) is not my problem. Viagra?? Cialis user?  I make fun of those commercials.  I'm  sorry if you're bitter about your 3rd ex-wife, adult kids mooching off of you and I'm not step-grandmother material either.

You can compliment me all you want, no problem with that but unwanted advances isn't my forte to respond back.  I do have a preference ya, know! So slow your roll Paw-Paw, cuz you creeping me out! 

Next year,will be better when I start to slow down, chucking extra, unnecessary things in my  life. Not in a rush but continue to improve  myself. Until then, I will look very sexy eating sushi with a beautiful smile on my face.  :)

Not a fan of Nikki Minaj but I do like this song, this goes out to the creeps & the victims they terrorize.  The Lonely Island amazes me.

Thoughts on Magic Mike & My bro visiting

My awesome brother is here from California visiting. Last night I heard a knock at the door, we ignored it because usually its the pesky weird neighbor down the street, as usual wanting nothing. My phone went off and seen the text: "Open up" WTH? So I went outside and there was my little brother talking to Dad. He's about 13 months younger than me but bigger. I'm the oldest but I look the youngest, my baby sister is bigger than me too, just say I'm the runt of the litter..lol. My father is pretty protective of his property so he went outside with his rifle.That's how the country folks to do it, we live in the woods takes the sheriff about twenty minute to arrive at the scene better to protect yourself than wait for the police.  I gave him a good ol big sister hug which I came up to his chest.  The first thing he notice, "Wow, your hair is wild, whose Wool now?" Wool was the nickname in high school, when he was too lazy to get a haircut.   I rolled my eyes at him and laughed. We talked last night, well mostly me (Chatty Cathy)-- I haven't seen him in two years. Love him to death but sometimes he can get on my nerves.
And when he gets on my nerves.....I  feel like I'm nine years old again, beating the crap out of him.  When we was younger, we fought like cat and dogs...naw forget that, we fought like grown ass men! LOL. The things we did to each other was terrible.  One story that's treasured from days on in is the Quarter story.

Quarter Story:
I  won't be too lengthy, this actually happened.
One school morning, mom called me to take out the trash because my doo doo head brother refused because he felt superior over chores. When  I came back from setting the trash on the front on that chilly  morning, mom gave me a quarter.  I was happy!! A good ol quarter can buy  me a bag of chips during lunch at school. Heck, if I can find a dime, I can get ice-cream, hurray! Skipping to the bathroom to brush my teeth, the son of Satan, my brother followed behind with a vengeance of utter jealousy because mom rewarded me.  His foul presence darken the bathroom door with vicious venom dripping from his teeth.  Unbeknownst to me, my happy lil self with my shiny quarter would have to battle evil that morning, a battle that changed me forever.

Bro: (standing behind me) "What did momma give you?'
Me: (brushing my teeth, stopping in mid-brush) "Nothing." goes back to brushing teeth.
Bro: (voice getting deeper and stern) "Whhat did momma give you?"
Me: (closing my eyes wishing this fool will get lost, spitting toothpaste in the sink) "Nnootthinngg" <--hissing now, irritated.
Bro: (mad as fire, I can feel his foul blazing breath down my neck as he moved closer) demanding voice "WHAT DID MOMMA GIVE YOU?"
Me: (pissed still have toothpaste in my mouth, turning around at the top of my lungs sharply) "A FUCKIN QUARTTTTEEERRR!!!!!"<--I cussed at nine years old.

"KATWOOWEE!"  He spits in my face. The farthead spitted in my face, gross! Without thinking, I spit a HUGE amount of toothpaste. Okay, do you remember on Kill Bill vol.2 where Elle gotten the whole sha bang a bang of Bud's tobacco spit in her face?   Digusting!  That's me when the first round of fire landed on my face. I can only retaliate that friendly fire back but with fluoride goodness. We got to punching, kicking, hitting and biting and now throwing each other into the wall. I told you we fought like grown men! Somehow we fell into the bathtub, still fighting and a broom came into the mix??? Oh, my grandmother was trying to stop us and she grabbed the broom (What's up with old people attacking you with a broom?) hitting us with all her lil strength. Long ago, brooms bottom was made out of straw corn and straw corn isn't the most pleasingly feel good material especially getting smacked in the face. Don't get me started on the broom stick, never forgot when I got cracked upside my head by my malicious brother just for shits and giggles. After the bloody battle, Mom came in, stopped us and guess who got in trouble?
My brother!!  HAHAHAHA You know why? Because he started it. Though, I said a cuss word, she dismissed it because she heard the whole thing and in the heat of the moment getting tired of his incessant bullying, I stood on my own two feet. She also let my brother know since he was too good to take out the trash when asking him first, not me that he doesn't have the right to be ugly and mean. I've always been the nice big sister, sweet, loving and caring (still am) but that morning, I learned don't let nobody jack you around for ish! Put FOOT in their booty!!

He got a whooping too.  Don't ya love Sibling Rivarly??
Magic Mike

Boorrrinnngggg!  I still have love for ya Joe M.

I have viewed Magic Mike on DVD and these are my thoughts:

I know, I know the "uhs" ,"like", "you know what I mean?' LOL. Remember this isn't scripted, that's me speaking.  I was at work recording this, my makeup melted, tired, made the strangest facial expressions and dangit! My teeth moved..(grrrr Invisalign in my future ) but I had peace and quiet. I'm getting over the Magic Mike experience that left me frustrated this week. I told my friend Sissy about it, she refuses to view it in her sight. I don't blame her, I told her Showgirls was the best movie ever. Should have won 4 Academy Awards and 5 Oscars, she agreed fully. LMAO!

Shout out to DDR from BlackWomen with Other Brothers, Check her out!
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DDR is the most coolest, wonderful person and when I spoke to her on the phone, I felt a great connection. She's one of those rare people in the world  you'll never forget because of that universal, unique connection in one call or meet up.  Those are the people you do not screw over!!! Also she's on my meet up list when I travel next summer so watch out girl! Keeshia is coming to town.

December, you are here! I am tired and need a good two week break from work. One week is shot down and three more to go. Ready for 2013!!

I survived Thanksgiving Sale & Black Friday: The aftermath.

The "Real" Walking Dead.

The Pre-Black Friday Thanksgiving sale at my wonderful job was weird! My first sales experiencing of the chaotic time was not to be played.  I got ready early and left around 7 pm. I live about 18 minutes from town not too bad of a drive on the highway. Arriving into the city limits, I was thirsty. So I made up my mind to purchase sweet tea *Southern people's wine* because I wanted to have something to wet  my whistle during the four hours. When I passed by my job, good grief! Those fools were lined up. "Omigosh:" I said  And  off to Mickey D's Gaakkkk, Mickey D's was closed!! Grrrrrr. really? You guys are closed? When? You suppose to serve us nasty burgers and mediocre drinks.  So I made a block around the neighborhood gaining my composure to endure the walk to the store door. This is a good time to pull out a cigarette. Tiffani, the Clinque makeup consultant came to my car and pretty shaken.  If anyone have experienced Black Friday, you  know how crowds are. But this is Thanksgiving Pre-Black Friday, smart move with retailers and my future with retailing looks promising as ever. These guys are more like maniacs ready to pounce on the next unsuspecting victim. Black Friday tends to bring the worst in people, shopping for the best deals while being a moron. I call it as I see it;  materialistic f*ckery of the highest bidder.  So Tif was terrified and  I was too. We both took a deep breath and walked to the door with authority. Of course there was some borderline retards moaning "umm how come ya'll  get to go in" DUH, dummy because we work here. I said in my head not outloud, I wasn't ready to fight but I will put my size 9 against a jaw and call the police. Both of us did the police knock, you know?  The hard, continuous beating that cops do when demanding for YOU to open the door.  Save by the bell, our store manager came. Pheww!! So happy to be inside and we're getting super ready for customers, trying not to lose our composure of giving quality customer service. Until......my friend's brother come knocking at the door, yep he's a policeman. Seems that a couple of people started to argue and trying to fight outside over whose in line first. Give me a damn break!

We're so FABULOUS!

The first hour was hectic after 10 p.m. slowed down to a trickle. I know my lipstick was worn off and my breath was getting a bit tart..LOL..Someone had a roll of LifeSavers  candy and I knocked them suckers out. But the excitement  was at Wal-Mart not too far from us.  My baby sister went to Wal-Mart that night to shop, many fights, arguments and arrests were made. One story floated from the customers that two people started fighting over a Straight Talk Phone.

A STRAIGHT TALK PHONE???? LMAO!!!

Exactly like this minus the cuties.

Straight talk phone is the slightly better cousin that hasn't landed in jail of the Tracfone. You know the one cousin that lived in that raggedy ass falling apart trailer house and upgraded to a pretty three bedroom, two bath with a garden tub double wide because of he/she founded a better job and now riding the high hog of livin'. That's the one! I have no clue what phone was up in arms but seems of this no contract, pay as you go, pick your plan, you can do it all at Wal-Mart cause this Fight Club-esque brawl broke out Thanksgiving night. Must have been rednecks, figures.  LOL.  Black Friday  was pretty chilled out because of the better deals that was given Thanksgiving night and early morning. But it was so boring and dead at work since store extend their hours late during the holiday shopping, all I did was straighten clothes and danced to whatever playing on the radio. We have some new employees there too. I met my secret Santa person that night, she's pretty nice and funny. She'll get a good gift from  me. I need a good drink that night too, stopped by the bar and had my two drink minimum Red Bull and vodka.  No clue on what nighttime bar mood but it was mix-matched.  Pretty much, I Facebook'd comments while enjoying my drink. And no, there wasn't anyone interesting that I would strike the fancy for a conversation. Some white chick with a ghetto black accent *the irony* was cursing and talking loud at some guy. I couldn't do nothing but laugh, but in my head!!  Singing modern R&B songs. Oh and she was belting "Contagious" like she was Aretha Franklin.
"That's  my sssshhhittt!!" she retorts.  Now I gave a silent chuckle and a smile. When I hear a song of course "That's my jam!" comes out, BOOM on to singing the tune. But this is East Texas, anything goes here so expect the unexpected.  I'm very happy that bars closes pretty early around here.  A total mess if they stayed open after 1 am.

Saturday was boring and met a couple new employees. One, sigh..........what can you expect; young, crazy,  talkative, not really professional and didn't motivate herself to keep herself busy. She hung around me most of the night. I do not know why younger people tend to gravitate toward me letting everything out, stuff I don't care but I dish it out the worse, unflattering things and scary so I can see them get smaller and smaller and back off. But this particular girl didn't and I started to run away from her. Yeah her foul language,  I cuss too but dang we're at work! But her breath, phhhheeeewwwwww!!!!  Her breath was born in Hell, not  figuratively but literally.  She sent me to Hell over and over the whole night. And notice that I was running away from  her too!! I was straighten a toy display, when she came over.

I  turned into Thumbalina & went to Hell last night.

Stinky: "I see that you're running from  me all I'm trying to do is make friends."
Me: "Errr..I'm trying to find something to do to passing the time."
 She didn't take the hint, that one: her breath stank and two: calm yo butt down with acting extra whatever you're doing. I even mentioned about gum, candy and  that left over LifeSavers in the basket at the front register bay. Then  had the nerve to try to flirt with another new associate whose a cutie. Girl, please you're killing  him softly with that hell pit called a mouth. And you got a boyfriend and whatever you had on tonight, looking like that poorly made silver tinsel sad Christmas ornament that people keep scratching their heads wondering who in the hell made that and why it still made the cut in this year's tree decorations?   I meet the most interesting people at work. And yes, I was flirting with the new guy until I found out his age, nineteen.  SCCREEAAACHHHING HAAULLTT! Oh well, I had fun flirting and he did too. You have to be over voting and drinking age for me, can't do fresh out of high school thing. I'll leave that to the good, thirsty, desperate people around here.


Gonna be a LONG holiday season before  leaving my second part time job end of this year. Been awesome and having so much fun there. I can't wait to see my son today! He's been gone since Tuesday with Lucifer *his father* for Thanksgiving. Ready for  him to come back, I've been missing him. He's a toot and a handful but yesterday I started crying because I miss his voice and smile. Uh- oh, I can see it now. My kids leaving home for college or starting a new life. Empty house and just me. My daughter has five years now and my son another thirteen.  Don't worry, I have hobbies and lots of travel spots to hit. And the good thing about the kids leaving the nest is peace and quiet. I can only enjoy them right now in the moment and not think about it.
And the Walking Dead is coming on tonight!!! Michonne made it to the prison with the milk and going to tell the crew about Maggie and Glen being kidnapped. Arrghhh still sucks that T-Dog went out like a Boss earlier this month  to save Carol. Governor getting all cray cray as usual, *he's beginning to grow on me* and what is up with the sexy ass European men donning these Southern accents on these shows?  Andrew Lincoln and now David Morrissey??  Hotness. I think we need a surge of European  men that need to move to Texas. And if you do, you will receive thousand of thank-you's from us. The women that is. I'm  tired of rolling my eyes at Billy Bob, Tyrone and sometimes Jose staring at me and something stupid comes out of their mouths.  Bleh!  The other week, I seen the 'last' unicorn in Wal-Mart helping  my grandmother. The 'last' unicorn is someone blowing into town that's not the typical type of guys in this area: decent, takes regular showers, works out, looks good  vs. unshaven, dirty, fat, loud and rude.  Gets on my nerves when a good looking guy shopping and I can't strike up a conversation because I have to do my granddaughter duties with Big Mama. Big GIGANTIC SLAP across my face. But I cannot desert my grandmother just to flirt with a guy. That's plain rude! I can only catch good glances, frown a little and go back to helping. And  plus, she's not the "oh honey go on and get a date" type grandmother,  more the "really? you need to stop salivating and get this bacon for me *rolls eyes*."  LOL..

I'm not ready for work tomorrow. Five days off from my full time job is wonderful but I gotta keep pressing til Christmas holidays in the next three weeks. Yippy!

Happy Turkey Day & Shop smart on Black Friday

Happy Thanksgiving!! And I gotta work tonight, booooooo!!! Retailers are getting quite crafty this year with kicking off Black Friday early on SURPRISE--Thanksgiving night!  Instead of camping out on the sidewalk, pretty much loitering in my eyes  for numerous hours  before Friday, eating chips, pop tarts, the occasional baby wipe bath and chatting with other loiters for those big holiday savings, companies made it easier for the consumer.  We love electronics being SLASHED SLASHED SLASHED to almost to purchasing a can of Spam, those shoes you've been eyeballing since October but only $300.00? Its now under a hundred bucks!! Don't forget the wonderful people you'll gonna fight, trample, smash, cuss, outsmart when blazing for these products. Remember, your fellow man is in competition of bring home the best deals and can not wait to put that mega 60' Plasma HDTV with the projector, that comes with a the new Windows 8 and when you push a certain button, Rosie the Maid from the Jetson will come out and serve you beer and pork skins during the game in your man cave.  The holidays are a wonderful time of the year! 

Good and will  hurt you, if ya not careful.

Down here in my neck of the boonies, Big Mama is cooking up a storm. Ha! Not really my aunt visiting out of town is. Big Mama use to cook great meals for Thanksgiving..Sigh.. I remember cringing during this time; peeling sweet potatoes and russet potatoes for the sweet potato pie and potato salad, washing up greens (or collards whatever you prefer) and peas to put on the stove for hours, slow cooking with the nice seasonings  to a perfection. Cooking cornbread for the vegetables and the dressing.  We call it, "dressing" some may call it "stuffing", the difference is we don't stuff a turkey, we have one cooked but not stuffed. I can't see us stuffing a turkey that's a bit difficult for them. Sticking with simple works out very well.  My Big Mama health is fair but she's still a whippersnapper! Oh gosh, telling  her to sit her butt down and rest is very hard for her. She's  use to doing things all the time, growing up in a different era; hard work is the norm and being laziness, you'll get clowned!  Hell,  they did everything  from making a fence post to creating soap to bathe. I hate the fact that most of these hard working people from her era are leaving, trying to pass down these wonderful gifts and talents came to a screeching halt that most of the children of my generation didn't  want to learn or thought it wasn't 'modern.' Pffftttt....I love the convenience of modern technology, product improvements to make my life easier and better but sometime you gotta know how to put some elbow grease into it when it breaks. I guess that's the good ol' country skills that I learned. As time passed, we've began to not put too much emphasize on our choice of food we eat. Some became vegetarians, some gotten picky and some started to realize that what we've been eating for a long time isn't too healthy.  Southern soul food is good for the soul and comfort but you can make healthier soul food without the discomfort of being rushed to the ER during that Thanksgiving night due to high blood pressure spikes.  Grease is delicious, but shit I have children to raise, look fabulous, staying in shape and a life to live. I'm not going to be riddled with high blood pressure, stroke, heart attacks and all the aliments that plagued black Americans due to high fat, high cholesterol, finger licking good overeating foods. I'm not putting a damper on your holiday feasting but my outlook is crucial. Don't get  me wrong, I love my Southern food but I have control of my portions and self discipline to not gorge myself.  I gotta keep my size 8 figure right and tight!  I had two kids and SHALL NOT waste my hard work on becoming & staying healthy.  

Well its almost 12:30 here. Dad is watching the football game in his room and I'm about to get ready and eat. Later on, countdown to those wonderful shoppers tonight. On that note  this is what I wrote on my Facebook status:

Happy Gooble Day.
Please, don't acta fool tonight at 8pm in the stores.

Dear Savior,
I hope my night at work goes well without any problems. The savings and deals is what the people come to spend that $$, bearing those holiday gifts to family and friends. Though, my job is providing top notch customer service, don't let one of them test me. You have granted me patience over and over but if one starts to get raspy with me, a size 9 Jessica Simpson red stiletto and a Matrix style fly kick with the doves coming out of my ass will meet their jaw.
#Ilovetheholidays!



I'm not mean but I do not tolerate stupidity. Yes, I do wear a size 9 in shoes because of my tall people features   on my short body *Thanks MOM!* its  like  seeing a Hobbit with long legs and big feet and you do not know how to make of it. Speaking  of the Hobbit, must see movie Christmas night!  

Sexxxyyyy

Oooooo I seen Skyfall yesterday. Not a bad, James Bond movie. When Skyfall came out earlier this month, in my area the ticket purchases skyrocketed *haha* that weekend.  You can say "We love James Bond!" And I love Daniel Craig!  Dayyuummmm, that man is handsome! The only movie I  passed with Daniel as the main character is "The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo." Why? Because I've seen the orginal and Hollywood completely destroy the whole story, adapting to American audience. Sorry, Hollywood & Daniel:  Noomi Rapace and Michael Nyqvist killed it with the trilogies.

Note: Always watch the original movie, I don't care if its foreign and bunch of subtitles, you can read? I hope so.

Why isn't there any Daniel Craig look alikes here? Well.. there is one but he's more of the redneck version of him and works at Walmart. Not really that good looking but more of a WWWAAAYYYYYY distant cousin of Daniel Craig. LOL And yes, *cringe* redneck distant cousin Daniel Craig look alike was checking me out walking through the parking lot.  My  daughter called  him Freddie Kruger. Huh? She's not really big on guys checking me out, gets on her nerves to see men gawking at mom.  Mom can't help it that she looks nice and doesn't mind them staring but don't creep her out. I like attention but not a bona fide attention whore. Yes!!!! I finally used the redneck Daniel Craig reference tidbit, I love my brain.

Have a safe and wonderful holiday, put your difference aside with relative(s)  *I do every year* and stay as FARRR away as you can, don't eat too much, cherish those moments, no punching people on Black Friday and if you're an orphan on Thanksgiving, please do visit friends or help out in your local soup kitchens and shelters, bringing a smile on a someone's face that doesn't have the great fortunes like you. 

Of I go, here's Adele with Skyfall.

ABG ROCKS & The Walking Dead too!!

I love Issa Rae!! She's been putting it down with her funny comedy mini-webisodes; The Misadventures of the Awkward Black Girl.  This is the second season, usually second seasons of a show can either soar higher or fail miserably.  Coming out last year I believe in mid-April or May, she have capture my attention where I have donated quite a few times to her project. Yeah its a bit rough, raw and have some late comic timing but what I like about it is that she's black, awkward and it's okay.  The characters are too hilarious like Sister Mary, Nina, A and Darius <--Baby Whispering Fool!!   Her friend Cece, is awesome, the voice of reasoning for J, awkward just like her and into some of the craziest stuff like her dance class. She also moonlights as a therapist.  J also picked White Jay over Fred. Oh gosh, season one was crazy!! Fred and White Jay are cute but White Jay gets her because he understand her awkwardness.

FINALLY her and White Jay getting that overdue sexy time.  I laughed so loud and hard from the beginning to the end. It's too cute and I love the dinner scene where the waiter cracking jokes on White Jay. So sexy how he stood up to the guy being an ass to him. Oh yeah, that's totally BOSS HOGGIN! LOL

Yep, I got that shirt!

Beautiful!!

A storyline that I can totally agree on and showing a black woman that she's normal like any woman with dating woes, awkward moments, job craziness, bizarre people at work from a normal everyday perspective.   She got the guy she likes and dating, changing jobs (hopefully), her best friend always going to be there and support her no matter what and still have those crazy awkward moments.  J doesn't have long flowing hair, not light skinned, super skinny or emulate someone else. She's just J, sporting a twa (teeny weeny afro), dresses cool, razor sharp humor (whenever she's thinking), writing rap lyrics/poetry to solve her problems on her own and awkward.  I can remember some of the embarrassing awkward moments I had growing up and now. Some are funny and some are cringe worthy where I cannot tell.

Issa Rae's show sheds  light on us 'awkward black girls' because we're usually looked  at weird or ignored. It's  funny where she pointed out a couple of stereotypes about black women  and I couldn't do nothing but agree and laugh. Do you know how annoying that is? When dumb people come and ask you out the sky blue in why you don't act a certain "black" way because it's not to their liking. It's like they expect that out of you  because the media and certain groups/person(s) told them how black women suppose to be.

HAHAHAHAHA!!!   As I laugh and flip my 'fro in the wind.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xIVhKmuKLOM&feature=colike

Good news! Instead of us waiting forever for one episode, TWO will come out in a month!!! THANK YA JESUS!!! LMAO!!

TANGLES!! GRRRRR!!!

Walking Dead was awesome tonight!! Michonne is a goddess! Skanky McSkank Andrea became the Governor's new bootycall. Okay, even in the zombie apocalypse you still gotta VET and use COMMON SENSE!  Andrea is...hmmmm how can I say this.....'dickmatized' by the Governor's charms. Yeah he does look like a cross between Liam Neeson and Stephen Moyer but something is wrong with the cat. This deranged crazy ass dude is brushing his zombie daughter's hair. Fool, she's the UNDEAD! That means she can overpower you and bite!   And I notice that zombies do not have dandruff. Head and Shoulders is a very good product!

Hope you'll enjoy ABG as much as I did tonight. I was a bit late watching them but tonight was the perfect night.
Heading to bed, G'night and have a wonderful Thanksgiving. :)

AUSTIN BOUND BABY!!

I  went to the Austin area this  past weekend. This time for a wedding!!! I love weddings but long ago I use to hate them. I  thought  weddings was "the end" of your life. But weddings and marriage are two different things. A wedding is celebrating of  two people coming together in a union.  A marriage is a long term commitment of  those two people joined in union as ONE in the duration of their lives.  Yes, I  have been married and I found  myself during my four year marriage that its not a game, nor a "trial" period but something deep, profound and beautiful. True, I found the beauty of marriage, throughout the dysfunction  since I didn't vet very well, rather ended somewhat painless, $725.00<---LUCKY, and quick divorce. Five minutes in court lifted the burden off  my shoulders.

Enough of that, my friend from college gotten married Saturday. We met in American History class, sixteen years ago. We pretty much had a hard time understanding our instructor because of his heavy Korean accent   but he was soo cute as bug  in a rug! We hit it off rather well and our friendship continued to grow. We've been through some thangz..lol.  She's loyal,  funny, practical and matter of fact. Before meeting her new husband she was with a DBR guy with too many damn kids. I remember rolling  my eyes  when she talked about him. He was a ghastly one! And one day,she told me that she dumped the fool *FINALLY*, moved to another town and living enjoying her single life.  Then she met her new husband on a dating site and from there, a union was formed last night.  I held it for a good hour until the couple danced, and the water works started.  Snot, runny mascara, eyeliner and M.A.C. Ruby Woo red lipstick decorated the white dinner napkin. I  was the only black person there but I did not care because this is my friend and she invited  me for her special day & Jackie, her dad would have gotten crunk! LMAO!
She made a comment to me before the ceremony:

"My single life is over and your is beginning."
"Yup" I  said " And you're going to love being married."
For  those whom are divorced or single, don't be a negative, be happy for your friend!  For my black women, take a pause to see if  ANY of your bw friends getting married to the person they love. If you have attend a wedding in the past year or in the near future, can you see yourself at the alter?  I do! Watch me, it may not be next year but I'm getting married in the future. Vetting and common sense is the key!
But for now, I'm extremely loving my single life, even if I haven't dated yet I continue to make myself happy at every minute.
Congratulations to Mr. & Mrs. John Creasy, many love and blessings to them!

Awwww!!! :)

Austin: The Music Capital of Texas   
  

Austin have became another favorite city of mine in the past months. Started out as a joke to teach my daughter about the capital of Texas, we took a mini family road trip to our wonderful capital. My kids love it! Austin is the "hippie" town, progressive (well not the  public transportation & infrastructural road systems ) lots to do from: art, movies, sports and music.  Besides that, many people from all over the states and continent come to visit this wonderful city. Since the population boom, you'll find many cultures and plenty of HOTTIES!!! Omigosh! I have seen some of the cutest, sexiest, healthiest (vegetarianism is popular) guys down there.  For my lovely, free-spirited, hippie black women please, please,  please visit Austin! I seen opportunity in that area, to get your name out in art, music, fashion or whatever that your heart desires DO IT. Austin is family orientated so many kids being themselves * Think of Jayden and Willow Smith* it's unreal. My kids, my daughter is mixed, felt comfortable in her skin and yes I have seen mixed people down there. Not too much of a black population but what the hell, who cares? LOL! I still enjoy the town's feisty nightlife, laid back culture and met some cool people. Speaking of people, my stay was awesome!  My host, Kendra from CouchSurfers welcomed me into her home. Kick ass roommates, comfy bed and showing me  the coolest thrift stores in town.  Kendra is from Queens, New York, moved to Austin a year and half ago, creating a name for herself. She's the most coolest person that I've met since the Chilcotes in March. We went to two art galleries (free wine) and looked at art.

At this little neat place called Clayworks Studio/Gallery on  East 6th St. had a indie/folk trio playing in the basement part of the establishment. Aww man! I love a steel guitar and she was good.   Of course after leaving the gallery, we went to a couple of bars and had fun. I enlighten Kendra where I'm from and the culture of people. Seem strange that one part of an region is hip, fun, always something to do while my region East Texas, is a bit dry, boring, nothing really do to but to go out of town to have some decent fun. Oh yeah I experienced some good ol' New York driving.  Quite interesting! :)

And yes she's a movie buff, suffice to say, I geeked but she didn't know it..LOL Do you know when I speak about movies; classic, horror, drama, anything of whatever genre around here I either get a crazy look or confusion. My cousin and I share a love of horror movies, so I usually emailed her on Facebook on what movies she needs to check out. Mine are splatter 80's horror, foreign, classics, musicals and a couple of dramas. Don't get me started on the 80's children's movies. I have introduced my kids to Neverending Story, Labyrinth, The Dark Crystal, The Last Unicorn and etc... They have imagination but viewing them again as an adult I notice the undertones of horror within the characters, plot and mood.

Well that concludes my weekend. I had a lovely time seeing my girl Michelle getting married, meeting new people, experience East 6th St.*after dark* since my brother told me long ago "I belong down there" and came  back home safely hugging the shit out of my kids.   Being  a single parent, I do have  my "me" time. I may not have the greatest job, wads of cash or the luxury of traveling every weekend *I wish!* but I do research on cities, look into website that offer deals, stay on a budget without being broke for a week and enjoy myself.

I forgot, I got hit on by some old assed snaggled tooth creepy dude in the club. GGGGAAAKKKKKK!!! I could have STAYED in East Texas for that. Where's nice-looking, friendly, around my age and at least five to seven years older, in shape, all of their teeth, not afraid to talk to  me, smiling sweet, secure, smell  so good, can carry a conversation guys at?? I forgot, not around here in my area. :/

Peace!!!

Information on Austin nightlife:
http://www.6street.com/

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http://www.couchsurfing.org/