I love Mondays like this. The office is quiet. It’s almost time for lunch. I’ve done mostly all my work and before I know it, I’ll be home with just one more work day of this week. I decided to take Wednesday, Thursday and Friday off for my special day!
Hey, I’m spoiled. *shrug*
I have absolutely no idea what I’m going to do or where I’m going to celebrate, but since I didn’t plan a vacation, I know whatever I’ll be doing, it’ll be in Atlanta. I should have planned a trip somewhere. I know. Maybe during the off season I’ll go somewhere. I’m amazed at how much of a difference a month and a half makes when planning trips. I’m like… why did I ever spend all that money going places for my birthday. I’m gonna start sitting my butt at home and waiting until the specials start flowing in.
Anyways… I got lots to talk about, but ya’ll know me. I’m lazy and don’t feel like typing, thinking it through… blah, blah, blah! I’m too longwinded. My mind wanders and I ramble on…then I have to try to remember what I was initially talking about…and that takes too much time and energy. Don’t feel like going through all that today. But I did wanna say hey. *waving*
Hopefully I’ll want to write tomorrow. Otherwise, I’ll catch ya’ll later on!
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Monday, July 28, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
*****
Thank God for penicillin! A sista is feeling like a million bucks up in here! Ah! It's a beautiful monday. I finally finished this super long project I've been grinding away at for the last two or so weeks and what a big relief! I thought I'd never see the end of that. I gave myself a deadline of last friday, but after taking off last week to go see about my check which the stupid I. R-uh. S. mailed to the wrong address AGAIN... I just said bump it. I'll finish by monday. At least I had a plan. And still finished in good time if I do say so myself.
I love it when a plan comes together. :)
So this weekend was a blur really. I hardly remember it. Like seriously, I have no idea what i did friday night. Saturday I spent most of the day at Usher's. I bummed on his couch for most of the day while he cooked his famous teriyaki wings, chicken and garlic rice, and green beans. Mmm. It was delish! His live in friend is still there stankin up the place. Did I tell you about him? I probably haven't because i'd need some real time to write about that ish. Remind me to post that soon. Like tomorrow or something. Anyways... he was there and I'm so ready for him to get the heck on! He's sooo messing up my quality Usher time.
Sunday morning, Usher, his parents, his sister, his friend K-flight, and I all headed to the airport. Why? Because Usher's daughter was landing at Hartsfield airport at promptly 8:48am.
Yay! We get to see babygirl. Honestly, we don't see her as much as we would like. Her mom is sort of like Karen when it comes to trying to leverage her child as a way to get Usher back. Unlike TG, Usher ain't having it. Unfortunately for babygirl, her mom makes it hard for Usher to see her. But nevertheless, you can't stop them from seeing each other forever.
So we're sending babygirl to a camp for "plump" girls. It's in Alabama, so all the girls flew here and got on a bus to go. We got a chance to eat breakfast, take a few pictures, get thousands of hugs...and send her off on her way. Usher is such a cutie when he's with his little girl. Well, she's not really little. At 11, she's only 2 inches shorter than I am, and about 20 pounds smaller. And I've already told ya'll that i ain't no little chick myself.
But I digress...
He's such a dad with her. lol Embarrassing her by getting on the bus and asking the chaparones a billion questions. Kissing her and waving feverishly. It was cute.
After that whole fiasco, I went to his house, got in his bed and slept until around 2. I was hungry when I awoke from my nap, so we went to Captain D's where I was disappointed with everything. I still ate it though. Shoot.. I did say I was hungry. lol
The day zoomed by after that and now I'm sitting at my desk ending my monday workday. Where does the time go?
Well my birthday is in 2 weeks and I haven't a clue what i should do. Any suggestions?
I love it when a plan comes together. :)
So this weekend was a blur really. I hardly remember it. Like seriously, I have no idea what i did friday night. Saturday I spent most of the day at Usher's. I bummed on his couch for most of the day while he cooked his famous teriyaki wings, chicken and garlic rice, and green beans. Mmm. It was delish! His live in friend is still there stankin up the place. Did I tell you about him? I probably haven't because i'd need some real time to write about that ish. Remind me to post that soon. Like tomorrow or something. Anyways... he was there and I'm so ready for him to get the heck on! He's sooo messing up my quality Usher time.
Sunday morning, Usher, his parents, his sister, his friend K-flight, and I all headed to the airport. Why? Because Usher's daughter was landing at Hartsfield airport at promptly 8:48am.
Yay! We get to see babygirl. Honestly, we don't see her as much as we would like. Her mom is sort of like Karen when it comes to trying to leverage her child as a way to get Usher back. Unlike TG, Usher ain't having it. Unfortunately for babygirl, her mom makes it hard for Usher to see her. But nevertheless, you can't stop them from seeing each other forever.
So we're sending babygirl to a camp for "plump" girls. It's in Alabama, so all the girls flew here and got on a bus to go. We got a chance to eat breakfast, take a few pictures, get thousands of hugs...and send her off on her way. Usher is such a cutie when he's with his little girl. Well, she's not really little. At 11, she's only 2 inches shorter than I am, and about 20 pounds smaller. And I've already told ya'll that i ain't no little chick myself.
But I digress...
He's such a dad with her. lol Embarrassing her by getting on the bus and asking the chaparones a billion questions. Kissing her and waving feverishly. It was cute.
After that whole fiasco, I went to his house, got in his bed and slept until around 2. I was hungry when I awoke from my nap, so we went to Captain D's where I was disappointed with everything. I still ate it though. Shoot.. I did say I was hungry. lol
The day zoomed by after that and now I'm sitting at my desk ending my monday workday. Where does the time go?
Well my birthday is in 2 weeks and I haven't a clue what i should do. Any suggestions?
Monday, July 14, 2008
Doctor's be lying.
7:15am this morning
cell rings
me: hello?
doc: um, yes, this is Dr. ____ with Kaiser, We've been trying to reach you all weekend to tell you that initial results for your throat culture showed up negative for Strep, however after receiving the results from a in depth test, it indeed shows you do have Strep. I will send your penicillin prescription in and you can pick it up an any of our locations. Sorry for the confusion ma'am.
me: Okay thanks. *hanging up*
Ain't that about a b****!
I done went to white waters for like 8 hours saturday. Playing all in the wave pool. Hugging up on Usher and my dad under the big water bucket that was spewing hail size drops of water on our heads. Then went to the movies with Usher to see Hancock and we was all in each other's face. Done went to Church and hugged about 50-11 people. And I got strep throat! Oops. Sorry folks!
See... I knew something was wrong. I should've neva trusted that whole "oh it's just a really sore throat, it'll go away" mess the doc was talking about.
Glad they finally caught it, but daaaang I sure would have liked to know about this last week so I could have asked for a doctor's note and used some of my sick leave. Blah!
Oh well... at least now I can get some meds and start the healing! Hooray for me! Too bad for everyone else.
cell rings
me: hello?
doc: um, yes, this is Dr. ____ with Kaiser, We've been trying to reach you all weekend to tell you that initial results for your throat culture showed up negative for Strep, however after receiving the results from a in depth test, it indeed shows you do have Strep. I will send your penicillin prescription in and you can pick it up an any of our locations. Sorry for the confusion ma'am.
me: Okay thanks. *hanging up*
Ain't that about a b****!
I done went to white waters for like 8 hours saturday. Playing all in the wave pool. Hugging up on Usher and my dad under the big water bucket that was spewing hail size drops of water on our heads. Then went to the movies with Usher to see Hancock and we was all in each other's face. Done went to Church and hugged about 50-11 people. And I got strep throat! Oops. Sorry folks!
See... I knew something was wrong. I should've neva trusted that whole "oh it's just a really sore throat, it'll go away" mess the doc was talking about.
Glad they finally caught it, but daaaang I sure would have liked to know about this last week so I could have asked for a doctor's note and used some of my sick leave. Blah!
Oh well... at least now I can get some meds and start the healing! Hooray for me! Too bad for everyone else.
Friday, July 11, 2008
Gulp
Blah! I don’t feel good.
I haven’t felt “right” since last Saturday. I kinda wonder if being around all of those bizzillion people at Stone Mountain last Friday and the nasty bathroom with NO SOAP had anything to do with my current ailment. I haven’t had too much of an appetite and I’ve been seriously fatigued all week. I mean for real. Taking my shoes off or walking up my stairs was a major task requiring about 10-15 minutes of rest in my recliner. I’ve been achy and my throat is swollen and red. What the heck is wrong with me? I couldn’t take it anymore last night and called Usher to ask him to drive me to the doctor’s office.
About 2 hours later, we’re walking out of the office, $30 lighter, and with no more information than we came in with. Doctor’s suck. *kicking rocks* I know something is wrong. All they could tell me is “Wow, your tonsils are swollen. Ouch!”
Um… don’t ya’ll think I know that. The told me to gargle with warm salt water and get some sore throat lozenges (which I know too) and if another week goes by and everything is still the same, come in then.
I’m like….WHY? Why should I come in next week with the same symptoms I have now. Just do whatever you would do then, NOW! Money grubbers. hmph!
Anywho. I was glad Usher came with me. He drove both ways which really helped me out a lot. Plus I always like having him around in the doctor’s office. I dunno why. Just do.
Well I didn’t have much to talk about today. Just wanted to share how incredibly yucky I feel and hope to have a different report by Monday. Enjoy your weekend everyone! I have a pretty nice one lined up. Hope all goes better than planned!
I haven’t felt “right” since last Saturday. I kinda wonder if being around all of those bizzillion people at Stone Mountain last Friday and the nasty bathroom with NO SOAP had anything to do with my current ailment. I haven’t had too much of an appetite and I’ve been seriously fatigued all week. I mean for real. Taking my shoes off or walking up my stairs was a major task requiring about 10-15 minutes of rest in my recliner. I’ve been achy and my throat is swollen and red. What the heck is wrong with me? I couldn’t take it anymore last night and called Usher to ask him to drive me to the doctor’s office.
About 2 hours later, we’re walking out of the office, $30 lighter, and with no more information than we came in with. Doctor’s suck. *kicking rocks* I know something is wrong. All they could tell me is “Wow, your tonsils are swollen. Ouch!”
Um… don’t ya’ll think I know that. The told me to gargle with warm salt water and get some sore throat lozenges (which I know too) and if another week goes by and everything is still the same, come in then.
I’m like….WHY? Why should I come in next week with the same symptoms I have now. Just do whatever you would do then, NOW! Money grubbers. hmph!
Anywho. I was glad Usher came with me. He drove both ways which really helped me out a lot. Plus I always like having him around in the doctor’s office. I dunno why. Just do.
Well I didn’t have much to talk about today. Just wanted to share how incredibly yucky I feel and hope to have a different report by Monday. Enjoy your weekend everyone! I have a pretty nice one lined up. Hope all goes better than planned!
Monday, July 07, 2008
Bus Crush*
*Disclaimer: While I will admit I may have some stalker tendencies, there is definitely no reason to be alarmed at the post below. It is for entertainment purposes only (although I’m guilty of a few of the acts below. Yikes!). Ya’ll know I luv my Usher! :)*
Dear Mr. Moore,
Although we’ve never exchanged more than a simple hello and a quick smile here and there, oh and those three times our arms touched when you sat next to me, I feel like there’s something unspoken between us. From the day I first laid eyes on you, I knew you were the one. Not “The One” in the sense that we’re soulmates, but as in you’re the object of my crush obsession. See, I wish I could say that this is the first time I’ve ever felt this way about someone, but honestly, I do this all the time. I have this crazy, unyielding desire everywhere I go, to find that one person on which I can crush on, and fortunately for you, Mr. Moore, I’ve carefully selected you as my bus crush.
Arian Moore. Is that how you spell your name? It sounded like that’s what you said the day you sat behind me and told some IT guy that you should be put on the list to get that chip installed in your blackberry. Plus I can’t really get a good glimpse at your work badge when you speed down the aisle trying to get your favorite seat in the back. I’m sure I’m close though Arian. I like that. I wish I would have asked you what it meant that last time we sat together on the way home. But I figured you’d think it was weird for me to know you’re name since we’ve never had a conversation. So instead I looked out the window while listening to my ipod and tried to contain myself after being aroused by your cologne. What’s that you wear by the way? It’ smells divine. I should get that for Usher.
Oh yeah, Usher. He’s my boyfriend. I hope you don’t mind. I figured you should know about him. Does that bother you? If it does just let me know and we can discuss it. I haven’t told him about you yet because I doubt he’d understand. What I have with him and what we have Arian, are so incredibly different that I don’t see why I have to choose. I love him dearly, but you… you’re perfect! I know it’s because I don’t know you at all and that’s mostly the reason why I love our non-relationship so much. I can crush on you with out ever seeing your flaws! Well hopefully. had to break it off with my last crush because I saw him smoking a Newport one day outside of the train station. Yuck! Fantasy OVER! I often find myself wondering what your flaws are though. It’s definitely not your face. You’re even cute when you sleep. Remember that time you fell asleep and accidently put your head on my shoulder? *smiling* I’ve never seen you do that with anyone else on the bus. Right then I knew our feelings were mutual.
Sometimes when I get off the bus, I purposely walk slow so that you can catch up to me. It kinda backfired that time my left heel broke while I was walking and I almost fell and twisted my ankle. I hope you didn't see that. You probably did though since you were right behind me.
Is it crazy of me to find your green and silver SUV with the Miles College license plate (at least that’s what I think it is after researching the symbol at work) everyday and park near it? Yeah, I guess it is. But I can’t help it. You…you are so… *sigh* wow!
I make a point to only look you in your eyes once or twice a week. Never more. I can’t have you knowing that I think you’re hot. You have those eyes that just pierce right through me. I’m afraid if I look in your eyes too long, you’ll know all my secrets.
Speaking of secrets, who is this Ms. Jones chick I heard you talking to on your cell this morning? *getting angry* Is she someone I need to be aware of? Okay I do remember you saying something to her about putting your name on the board as late, so I’m guessing she’s just a co-worker. I’m hoping she is. *calming down* I hope you don't have a girlfriend. I never see a ring on your finger so I’m guessing it’s cool to assume you’re not married either. That’s good. Although I wonder why? You have a good job. Your SUV stays clean. Your clothes are kinda preppy and you keep yourself well shaven and clean cut. You have a cool walk and dazzling smile. Maybe it's something crazy like.... hmmm. *thinking* Do you beat your women? I sure hope not. I noticed how well built you seem under your button down shirts. It would sure hurt to be beat on by you. Nah, I doubt you beat your women. It has to be something else.
Hopefully I won’t ever find out. I truly enjoy you as my bus crush. Keeping you as my dirty little secret and enjoying the moments we share everyday. You give me something to look forward to. Right before your stop, I always pop some gum in my mouth and adjust my shirt and will you to come sit by me. Sometimes I don't think you feel my vibes or see me because you're too busy looking for your favorite seat. But when you do see me, I love that you smile and sit by me. Will you ever talk to me? I guess I should make myself a little more accessible by taking my headphones off huh? Yeah I'll work on that.
Now I do realize that if the tables were turned and I received this letter, I’d probably be very disturbed at your stalkerish tendencies. 911 would have been called already and I would promptly stop riding this bus. But trust me, you have nothing to worry about. Just keep on being you and I’m sure little non-relationship will continue to flourish.
See ya soon!
Sway
Dear Mr. Moore,
Although we’ve never exchanged more than a simple hello and a quick smile here and there, oh and those three times our arms touched when you sat next to me, I feel like there’s something unspoken between us. From the day I first laid eyes on you, I knew you were the one. Not “The One” in the sense that we’re soulmates, but as in you’re the object of my crush obsession. See, I wish I could say that this is the first time I’ve ever felt this way about someone, but honestly, I do this all the time. I have this crazy, unyielding desire everywhere I go, to find that one person on which I can crush on, and fortunately for you, Mr. Moore, I’ve carefully selected you as my bus crush.
Arian Moore. Is that how you spell your name? It sounded like that’s what you said the day you sat behind me and told some IT guy that you should be put on the list to get that chip installed in your blackberry. Plus I can’t really get a good glimpse at your work badge when you speed down the aisle trying to get your favorite seat in the back. I’m sure I’m close though Arian. I like that. I wish I would have asked you what it meant that last time we sat together on the way home. But I figured you’d think it was weird for me to know you’re name since we’ve never had a conversation. So instead I looked out the window while listening to my ipod and tried to contain myself after being aroused by your cologne. What’s that you wear by the way? It’ smells divine. I should get that for Usher.
Oh yeah, Usher. He’s my boyfriend. I hope you don’t mind. I figured you should know about him. Does that bother you? If it does just let me know and we can discuss it. I haven’t told him about you yet because I doubt he’d understand. What I have with him and what we have Arian, are so incredibly different that I don’t see why I have to choose. I love him dearly, but you… you’re perfect! I know it’s because I don’t know you at all and that’s mostly the reason why I love our non-relationship so much. I can crush on you with out ever seeing your flaws! Well hopefully. had to break it off with my last crush because I saw him smoking a Newport one day outside of the train station. Yuck! Fantasy OVER! I often find myself wondering what your flaws are though. It’s definitely not your face. You’re even cute when you sleep. Remember that time you fell asleep and accidently put your head on my shoulder? *smiling* I’ve never seen you do that with anyone else on the bus. Right then I knew our feelings were mutual.
Sometimes when I get off the bus, I purposely walk slow so that you can catch up to me. It kinda backfired that time my left heel broke while I was walking and I almost fell and twisted my ankle. I hope you didn't see that. You probably did though since you were right behind me.
Is it crazy of me to find your green and silver SUV with the Miles College license plate (at least that’s what I think it is after researching the symbol at work) everyday and park near it? Yeah, I guess it is. But I can’t help it. You…you are so… *sigh* wow!
I make a point to only look you in your eyes once or twice a week. Never more. I can’t have you knowing that I think you’re hot. You have those eyes that just pierce right through me. I’m afraid if I look in your eyes too long, you’ll know all my secrets.
Speaking of secrets, who is this Ms. Jones chick I heard you talking to on your cell this morning? *getting angry* Is she someone I need to be aware of? Okay I do remember you saying something to her about putting your name on the board as late, so I’m guessing she’s just a co-worker. I’m hoping she is. *calming down* I hope you don't have a girlfriend. I never see a ring on your finger so I’m guessing it’s cool to assume you’re not married either. That’s good. Although I wonder why? You have a good job. Your SUV stays clean. Your clothes are kinda preppy and you keep yourself well shaven and clean cut. You have a cool walk and dazzling smile. Maybe it's something crazy like.... hmmm. *thinking* Do you beat your women? I sure hope not. I noticed how well built you seem under your button down shirts. It would sure hurt to be beat on by you. Nah, I doubt you beat your women. It has to be something else.
Hopefully I won’t ever find out. I truly enjoy you as my bus crush. Keeping you as my dirty little secret and enjoying the moments we share everyday. You give me something to look forward to. Right before your stop, I always pop some gum in my mouth and adjust my shirt and will you to come sit by me. Sometimes I don't think you feel my vibes or see me because you're too busy looking for your favorite seat. But when you do see me, I love that you smile and sit by me. Will you ever talk to me? I guess I should make myself a little more accessible by taking my headphones off huh? Yeah I'll work on that.
Now I do realize that if the tables were turned and I received this letter, I’d probably be very disturbed at your stalkerish tendencies. 911 would have been called already and I would promptly stop riding this bus. But trust me, you have nothing to worry about. Just keep on being you and I’m sure little non-relationship will continue to flourish.
See ya soon!
Sway
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
Weekend Haps
So I lost my cell phone this weekend. I'd been asking for it for a while now. I always put it down somewhere and forget it. Given all that was going on, there's no telling when I lost it or where. I've ordered another one, but I've realized just how helpless I feel without my cell. I feel kind of crazy because before 10 years ago, I had no cell. I was just walking around earth all willy nilly with my beeper. Not thinking about who was trying to get in touch with me or anything. I was totally fine. Now, I'm spoiled. I'm constantly forgetting that I lost my phone and looking for it for a good 8 seconds before realizing it's not here. It's crazy. Can't wait til' the new one gets here.
Anywho...
I went out with friends this weekend. It was a much needed break from the stress of everyday with Usher and the parents. My friend flew in from NY and we crashed her sister's b-day party. How u gonna invite your friends to your sisters party? Well Tee did. We sat up there and ate all her sister's food. Then took over her living room and stayed until her own friends left. lol We so gangsta. She's used to it though. Anytime Tee comes in town, we always crash over at her sister's condo.
So around 11pm, Tee suggested that we go out to Barley's. The last time I went there was for the Atlanta Blogger Meetup in 2005. It was fun then, so I was game. Tee went upstairs and came down looking way too fly in a fitted purple sundress. She put her dreds in a cute updo and painted her lips with a wine color.
Okay then guuuurl! I see how ya'll trying to do. I said as I looked from one friend to another, one had on a cute yellow and white low cut dress. The other, a mini blue jean skirt and a cropped black top. I looked at my denim capri's and flip flops and felt soooo underdressed.
Hold up ya'll, I'll be right back. I dashed to my car, opened the trunk, looked through my bag and pulled out a red top with an attached black belt. It was funky! I mean not smelly funky, but hott!! Yes! Now, I know I have some heels up in here somewhere. Bingo! Some 4 inch black open toe pumps were staring at me.
When I came back in, they fell out on the floor. What? I said innocently.
I'm sooo mad you got clothes in your car!! One of my friends joked.
And shoes! Another one chimed.
I put on some clear gloss and puckered my lips. Ya'll know me. Don't act. Ain't nothing change. Sway stays ready!!
So we got to Barleys around midnight. Which I made known was TOO freakin late for me on a Saturday night.
I gotta go to Church in the morning! I can't be out all late. I whined.
No one cared.
We ended up chillin in the upstairs part of the building for the next three hours. I wanted a drink and quickly found out that my Apple Martini was $12. Um... yeah. I drank water for the rest of the night.
When I got home my mother was still up. I hate that she worries so much. My dad was snoring. lol He knew his babygirl would be aiight.
Sunday was a blur. I yawned in Church alot. When it was over I went toUsher's and chilled with him. We watched the BET awards since he missed it last week during all the trips to and from Augusta. One of his good friends watched it with us, so it was not that fun to watch. When the two of them are together, the conversation will be one of two things: Sports or Women. With Alicia Keys, Nia Long, Ashanti, Ciara, Keyshia and etc... sashaying on the screen every five seconds, you already know what the convo was about. Okay I get it, they're all fine. Great. Can we move on? Geez!
I know, I'm just hating. :)
Anyways, that was my weekend in a nutshell.
I took off work Monday (yes, again!) and hung out with Usher. Really I just wanted to go with him when he picked up his last check because I didn't trust him enough to not spend it. I had him put his money in my account so that I know he'd have enough for rent. Crazy huh? Hey sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do.
For some reason, my mood worsened as the day went on. All this ish with Usher in the past few weeks started to build up and before I knew it, I was yelling at him and telling him that maybe we needed some time apart. I didn't mean it for real. Well I did, but I didn't. I dunno. I was mad and frustrated. Upset and dissappointed. Sometimes I have a hard time accurately expressing what's wrong when I get like that. Anways, I made a big mess of things.
After he left his house and went for a walk, I got in my car to go home but was too shaken up. I knew I was wrong. Not for feeling what I felt, but for not being honest about why I felt that way. I didn't want to break up. I didn't need any time apart. The truth was that I was scared. Scared of the reality of our situation. Financial burdens are really hard on relationships and I guess I'm having a hard time handling it. I sat in my car for about 10 minutes before letting myself back in Usher's place. I figured he couldn't have went too far since he didn't drive, so I waited for him. After about 10 more minutes, I texted him asking him to come back home.
We ended up talking for real and I expressed my fears and frustrations to him. He listened then did the same. Sometimes I guess you gotta get these things out.
We had no idea what was going to happen next, but we left each other that day agreeing to keep on keeping on. Together.
Usher started a new job today. One thing I have to give my baby is that as much as he leaves jobs, he always finds another one quick. I am thanking God for that. Really. I am PRAYING that he can keep this one for longer than he usually keeps jobs. He's still trying to go to Af.ghanistan, but bills gotta be paid before he gets there. We didn't realize how long of a process this whole out-of-country job thing is. I guess they want to make sure everything here is taken care of and paid just in case you decide not to come back. lol I'll keep ya posted.
Anyways, that's my rambling for the day. Lata!
Anywho...
I went out with friends this weekend. It was a much needed break from the stress of everyday with Usher and the parents. My friend flew in from NY and we crashed her sister's b-day party. How u gonna invite your friends to your sisters party? Well Tee did. We sat up there and ate all her sister's food. Then took over her living room and stayed until her own friends left. lol We so gangsta. She's used to it though. Anytime Tee comes in town, we always crash over at her sister's condo.
So around 11pm, Tee suggested that we go out to Barley's. The last time I went there was for the Atlanta Blogger Meetup in 2005. It was fun then, so I was game. Tee went upstairs and came down looking way too fly in a fitted purple sundress. She put her dreds in a cute updo and painted her lips with a wine color.
Okay then guuuurl! I see how ya'll trying to do. I said as I looked from one friend to another, one had on a cute yellow and white low cut dress. The other, a mini blue jean skirt and a cropped black top. I looked at my denim capri's and flip flops and felt soooo underdressed.
Hold up ya'll, I'll be right back. I dashed to my car, opened the trunk, looked through my bag and pulled out a red top with an attached black belt. It was funky! I mean not smelly funky, but hott!! Yes! Now, I know I have some heels up in here somewhere. Bingo! Some 4 inch black open toe pumps were staring at me.
When I came back in, they fell out on the floor. What? I said innocently.
I'm sooo mad you got clothes in your car!! One of my friends joked.
And shoes! Another one chimed.
I put on some clear gloss and puckered my lips. Ya'll know me. Don't act. Ain't nothing change. Sway stays ready!!
So we got to Barleys around midnight. Which I made known was TOO freakin late for me on a Saturday night.
I gotta go to Church in the morning! I can't be out all late. I whined.
No one cared.
We ended up chillin in the upstairs part of the building for the next three hours. I wanted a drink and quickly found out that my Apple Martini was $12. Um... yeah. I drank water for the rest of the night.
When I got home my mother was still up. I hate that she worries so much. My dad was snoring. lol He knew his babygirl would be aiight.
Sunday was a blur. I yawned in Church alot. When it was over I went toUsher's and chilled with him. We watched the BET awards since he missed it last week during all the trips to and from Augusta. One of his good friends watched it with us, so it was not that fun to watch. When the two of them are together, the conversation will be one of two things: Sports or Women. With Alicia Keys, Nia Long, Ashanti, Ciara, Keyshia and etc... sashaying on the screen every five seconds, you already know what the convo was about. Okay I get it, they're all fine. Great. Can we move on? Geez!
I know, I'm just hating. :)
Anyways, that was my weekend in a nutshell.
I took off work Monday (yes, again!) and hung out with Usher. Really I just wanted to go with him when he picked up his last check because I didn't trust him enough to not spend it. I had him put his money in my account so that I know he'd have enough for rent. Crazy huh? Hey sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do.
For some reason, my mood worsened as the day went on. All this ish with Usher in the past few weeks started to build up and before I knew it, I was yelling at him and telling him that maybe we needed some time apart. I didn't mean it for real. Well I did, but I didn't. I dunno. I was mad and frustrated. Upset and dissappointed. Sometimes I have a hard time accurately expressing what's wrong when I get like that. Anways, I made a big mess of things.
After he left his house and went for a walk, I got in my car to go home but was too shaken up. I knew I was wrong. Not for feeling what I felt, but for not being honest about why I felt that way. I didn't want to break up. I didn't need any time apart. The truth was that I was scared. Scared of the reality of our situation. Financial burdens are really hard on relationships and I guess I'm having a hard time handling it. I sat in my car for about 10 minutes before letting myself back in Usher's place. I figured he couldn't have went too far since he didn't drive, so I waited for him. After about 10 more minutes, I texted him asking him to come back home.
We ended up talking for real and I expressed my fears and frustrations to him. He listened then did the same. Sometimes I guess you gotta get these things out.
We had no idea what was going to happen next, but we left each other that day agreeing to keep on keeping on. Together.
Usher started a new job today. One thing I have to give my baby is that as much as he leaves jobs, he always finds another one quick. I am thanking God for that. Really. I am PRAYING that he can keep this one for longer than he usually keeps jobs. He's still trying to go to Af.ghanistan, but bills gotta be paid before he gets there. We didn't realize how long of a process this whole out-of-country job thing is. I guess they want to make sure everything here is taken care of and paid just in case you decide not to come back. lol I'll keep ya posted.
Anyways, that's my rambling for the day. Lata!
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