This week has definitely started out with a BANG for me. I must admit, that overall, Life has began to treat me right. I am at the beginning of a big transition professionally and attempting to "turnaround" other aspects of my life as well (for the better).
Yesterday, was an extremely hectic day for me (job wise) and I think I let it affect me psychologically (for the FIRST time EVER). This scrares the crap out of me, because I never let "outside" factors weigh on me emotionally. I can smile and enjoy life with out letting "certain" factors enter my "life's little bubble".
Dissection:
I am TIRED! AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! I really needed that scream right now! I know that I am feeling this way because I am so overwhelmed right now. Between being the sole care provider for my son (his dad has him most weekends) and the "go to" person at work, I grow tired sometimes. I just need a break... 48 hours is turning out to not be enough time.
I must relax, because I will have a slight break this summer with the job transition and the fact that my son will be in Dallas with my mom. I know God takes us through all types of tests, to get us prepared for our FABULOUS future.
I am ready God!
ok... and simmer!
The End.
~ahhrai'sboilingpoint!~
Wednesday, April 30, 2008
Sad But True...
A good friend of mine, Princessa, sent me a forward of this video. I warn each of you before you view it to turn your volume down (if you are at work or around young children). This clip depicts an AID's infested man who admits to having unprotected sex with numerous young women (ages 15-21). He even goes as far as naming these women and encouraging them to go to the clinic and get the necessary meds.
Check it out...
Rai's Dissection:
Ultimately, I am on the bandwagon with everyone else who thinks this guy is a dirt bag that needs to be thrown under the jail. I will say this much... women (and men) we do have a responsibility in all of this. We cannot expect for men/women to be responsible enough to share their complete sexual history and offer protection (especially if we meet them and immediately have sex).
It is our responsibility to think wisely when we choose our intimate partners. It is ok to be alone and/or masturbate. Why is it when we get that "feeling" we automatically want sexual stimulation? That "stimulation" could ultimately be deadly. I am not sure if this video is real or a fluke, but what I am sure of is that we (Women) need to be EXTREMELY careful with deciding to take that "extra" step with someone.
Now ya'll see why I rely solely on Bullet?
The End.
~AIDsisoutthere...becareful!~
Check it out...
Rai's Dissection:
Ultimately, I am on the bandwagon with everyone else who thinks this guy is a dirt bag that needs to be thrown under the jail. I will say this much... women (and men) we do have a responsibility in all of this. We cannot expect for men/women to be responsible enough to share their complete sexual history and offer protection (especially if we meet them and immediately have sex).
It is our responsibility to think wisely when we choose our intimate partners. It is ok to be alone and/or masturbate. Why is it when we get that "feeling" we automatically want sexual stimulation? That "stimulation" could ultimately be deadly. I am not sure if this video is real or a fluke, but what I am sure of is that we (Women) need to be EXTREMELY careful with deciding to take that "extra" step with someone.
Now ya'll see why I rely solely on Bullet?
The End.
~AIDsisoutthere...becareful!~
Monday, April 28, 2008
Ouch!: Step Away From the P***Y!
Ladies… what happens when you have the “favor” (oral sex) done and it sucks?
A really good friend of mine received this same “favor” about two weeks ago, and it sucked (literally). The person who did it began to gnaw on her “precious pearl” as if it was beef jerky. At first, she just felt like it was something he would have to get “into” so, she let the act go on a little further.
It got worse! He had stubble on his chin (he was in the midst of growing out a beard) and it made it even more painful to endure. As he gnawed and gnawed she became irritated (both mentally and physically) and stopped the whole “ordeal”.
Even though they didn’t have “intercourse” she woke up extremely sore the next day. She felt like she had just finished being with a Mac truck!
WTF?
Dissection:
LADIES! Oral sex is supposed to be stimulating! It isn’t supposed to hurt. Please be careful who you decide to let “please” you.
MEN! Women don’t like to be chewed on like a piece of bubble gum. Our “parts” down there are sensitive and should be handled with care. If you aren’t up for the challenge, step AWAY from the Punnany!
The End.
~ooohpleasenochewingonthegoodies!~
A really good friend of mine received this same “favor” about two weeks ago, and it sucked (literally). The person who did it began to gnaw on her “precious pearl” as if it was beef jerky. At first, she just felt like it was something he would have to get “into” so, she let the act go on a little further.
It got worse! He had stubble on his chin (he was in the midst of growing out a beard) and it made it even more painful to endure. As he gnawed and gnawed she became irritated (both mentally and physically) and stopped the whole “ordeal”.
Even though they didn’t have “intercourse” she woke up extremely sore the next day. She felt like she had just finished being with a Mac truck!
WTF?
Dissection:
LADIES! Oral sex is supposed to be stimulating! It isn’t supposed to hurt. Please be careful who you decide to let “please” you.
MEN! Women don’t like to be chewed on like a piece of bubble gum. Our “parts” down there are sensitive and should be handled with care. If you aren’t up for the challenge, step AWAY from the Punnany!
The End.
~ooohpleasenochewingonthegoodies!~
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
WTF?
Hey Guys!
It has been right at a week since I last posted. Where do I begin... so much has went on in such a small amount of time. I guess what I will first talk about is this past weekend. Before I start please understand that when I am done typing up this post I am getting started on a proposal for my very own reality show...
MTV-VH1-Bravo HERE Comes Rai!
I guess I will start out by recapping this past Friday. Anyone who knows me will tell you that I do enjoy happy hours (at least a couple of them) on Fridays after I am done with work. I randomly invite friends and co-workers alike out to join me in my "relaxation station".
Well... a couple weeks ago I met "Lite" through a really good friend of mine (on accident). Basically we (a group of 5) was out with a mutual friend, "Fox" having drinks. Fox had invited Lite to come and join us, but she was running very late. About ten minutes prior to everyone departing the restauraunt, Lite shows up. Most of the crew was ready to go, but me and my BF Princessa decided to stay and have another drink with her. After that drink the three of us headed to three other bars (we weren't ready to call it a night yet). Princessa dipped after the second bar and that left me and Lite hanging out alone. Lite was spending that evening getting over the break up of her and her girlfriend. Yes, I said girlfriend! Lite is a Lesbian. Who cares though? She was sweet as apple pie, so I treated her as I would have any of my friends. That night she vented into the wee hours about "love gone wrong" and that was a wrap!
On to this past friday. I invited Lite out for drinks with me and a co-worker. Things were great. We all sat and talked over drinks. Pretty soon it was time for me to make my departure. See, a friend of mine was visiting from Lake Charles, and I wanted to go meet up with him and friends. You see, a friend of his bartends at the Frenchy's (old school chicken shack) Chicken. I thought this was hilarious, because I wasn't aware that Frenchy's even had a bar. This is equivalent to Popeye's (in case you all aren't familiar with Houston) having a full service bar inside it's restaurant.
Not to be rude, I asked Lite if she would like to join us (as the other friend had to get back home to her fiance) and she obliged. So we headed over to meet up with the fellas. Looooooooonnnnnggggggg story short. As she got tipsier and tipsier slight advances were made. By the end of the night I was stuck in the middle while he was trying to make advances and she was "defending my honor", by yelling out phrases like, "You just want to F her!" and "That's why you are sitting all close and attempting to rub your D*** against her!". This was a tad "over the top" to me, so I pulled her aside.
I will admit that we were both a tad tipsy (her WAY more so than I) and we all were extra friendly with each other (her-I-the guy). That in no way meant I wanted EITHER of them in a sexual way.
So, after causing a HUGE scene in the restaraunt, we headed to the car. She got in hers... I in mine... and we headed in our own directions!
I know you all are thinking... "over the top", right?
Friday had nothing on Saturday!
Against my better judgement (I assumed that her behavior was a direct result of her drinking so much) I invited her to hang out with me and a good friend of mine the next day. To think, I thought the previous nights behavior was squashed and we would be able to just hang and enjoy the beautiful day.
Boy was I wrong!
We met up with a dear friend of mine Berry, (who I met through the same mutual friend that I met Lite through). Berry is the most down to earth "real" person you ever want to meet. When she intitially met Lite she had a few reservations... I assured her that all was cool.
That was indeed a LIE!
So to make another LLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOONNNNNGGGGGGGGG story short, we sat down for drinks and a group of men swarmed around and soon settled at our table. They were really cool, and I was really "feeling" one in particular, Kub. We sat, talked and sipped on margarita's for awhile and engaged ourselves (Kub and I) in a very interesting conversation. I was so engrossed in my conversation that I didn't pay attention to what was going on around me.From the perspective of Berry, Lite was getting "jealous" that I wasn't talking to her, and so she began to drink (some of the other fellas' drink, as she didn't have her own).
All I remember is her "stumbling" out to the parking lot with the rest of us (at about 3am). I stopped her to ask her if she was ok. She replied, "No, I need you to take me home." Mind you... her area of town was a bout 30mins away. My apartment was 10. By chance, Berry was going her way, so I told her that she would make sure she made it safely. She then stated (more firmly), "I want YOU to take me". I replied again... "Berry will take you". She then yelled out (as a man in a relationship would) "No, YOU'RE going to take ME!". I looked... and just walk away and got in Kub's truck. I was not going to stand there and argue with some chick about something so insignificant.
After this she ran up to the car and tries to open the door to get me out. Obviously, it was locked, and Kub did not appreciate her pulling on his door, so he told her to get away from his car. I didn't her the whole word exchange outside of the car, but from what the others told me, her and Kub swapped words and then she referred to me as a "whore" who was going to go home with him that night and suck his d***.
The whole incident was a trip! She ended up calling me about ten times and waiting by my car for at least 30 mins, before she decided to go home. I then thanked Kub for waiting around with me, left his truck and got in my car, only to head home (BY MYSELF) to prepare for church the following day.
Dissection:
This story was long enough, but I do have a brief dissection. I don't care about sexual orientation. It is safe to say that I do find both men and women appealing. With that stated, I by no means date women... or even "hook up" with them for that fact. I am not in or entertaining a relationship with ANYONE right now. Am I flirty? Yes. Do I hang out with friends and enjoy myself? Yes. That night I was not going to be physical with ANYONE. I just felt it was weird that she assumed I was solely there for her in a "romantic" way.
I guess you live and learn!
Saturday, April 19th, 2008, was the 3rd and last time that Lite and I will ever speak and/or hang out. I do believe she is a good person, I just can't deal with the drama.
The End.
~wtfhappendtohangingoutandhavingagoodtime?~
It has been right at a week since I last posted. Where do I begin... so much has went on in such a small amount of time. I guess what I will first talk about is this past weekend. Before I start please understand that when I am done typing up this post I am getting started on a proposal for my very own reality show...
MTV-VH1-Bravo HERE Comes Rai!
I guess I will start out by recapping this past Friday. Anyone who knows me will tell you that I do enjoy happy hours (at least a couple of them) on Fridays after I am done with work. I randomly invite friends and co-workers alike out to join me in my "relaxation station".
Well... a couple weeks ago I met "Lite" through a really good friend of mine (on accident). Basically we (a group of 5) was out with a mutual friend, "Fox" having drinks. Fox had invited Lite to come and join us, but she was running very late. About ten minutes prior to everyone departing the restauraunt, Lite shows up. Most of the crew was ready to go, but me and my BF Princessa decided to stay and have another drink with her. After that drink the three of us headed to three other bars (we weren't ready to call it a night yet). Princessa dipped after the second bar and that left me and Lite hanging out alone. Lite was spending that evening getting over the break up of her and her girlfriend. Yes, I said girlfriend! Lite is a Lesbian. Who cares though? She was sweet as apple pie, so I treated her as I would have any of my friends. That night she vented into the wee hours about "love gone wrong" and that was a wrap!
On to this past friday. I invited Lite out for drinks with me and a co-worker. Things were great. We all sat and talked over drinks. Pretty soon it was time for me to make my departure. See, a friend of mine was visiting from Lake Charles, and I wanted to go meet up with him and friends. You see, a friend of his bartends at the Frenchy's (old school chicken shack) Chicken. I thought this was hilarious, because I wasn't aware that Frenchy's even had a bar. This is equivalent to Popeye's (in case you all aren't familiar with Houston) having a full service bar inside it's restaurant.
Not to be rude, I asked Lite if she would like to join us (as the other friend had to get back home to her fiance) and she obliged. So we headed over to meet up with the fellas. Looooooooonnnnnggggggg story short. As she got tipsier and tipsier slight advances were made. By the end of the night I was stuck in the middle while he was trying to make advances and she was "defending my honor", by yelling out phrases like, "You just want to F her!" and "That's why you are sitting all close and attempting to rub your D*** against her!". This was a tad "over the top" to me, so I pulled her aside.
I will admit that we were both a tad tipsy (her WAY more so than I) and we all were extra friendly with each other (her-I-the guy). That in no way meant I wanted EITHER of them in a sexual way.
So, after causing a HUGE scene in the restaraunt, we headed to the car. She got in hers... I in mine... and we headed in our own directions!
I know you all are thinking... "over the top", right?
Friday had nothing on Saturday!
Against my better judgement (I assumed that her behavior was a direct result of her drinking so much) I invited her to hang out with me and a good friend of mine the next day. To think, I thought the previous nights behavior was squashed and we would be able to just hang and enjoy the beautiful day.
Boy was I wrong!
We met up with a dear friend of mine Berry, (who I met through the same mutual friend that I met Lite through). Berry is the most down to earth "real" person you ever want to meet. When she intitially met Lite she had a few reservations... I assured her that all was cool.
That was indeed a LIE!
So to make another LLLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOONNNNNGGGGGGGGG story short, we sat down for drinks and a group of men swarmed around and soon settled at our table. They were really cool, and I was really "feeling" one in particular, Kub. We sat, talked and sipped on margarita's for awhile and engaged ourselves (Kub and I) in a very interesting conversation. I was so engrossed in my conversation that I didn't pay attention to what was going on around me.From the perspective of Berry, Lite was getting "jealous" that I wasn't talking to her, and so she began to drink (some of the other fellas' drink, as she didn't have her own).
All I remember is her "stumbling" out to the parking lot with the rest of us (at about 3am). I stopped her to ask her if she was ok. She replied, "No, I need you to take me home." Mind you... her area of town was a bout 30mins away. My apartment was 10. By chance, Berry was going her way, so I told her that she would make sure she made it safely. She then stated (more firmly), "I want YOU to take me". I replied again... "Berry will take you". She then yelled out (as a man in a relationship would) "No, YOU'RE going to take ME!". I looked... and just walk away and got in Kub's truck. I was not going to stand there and argue with some chick about something so insignificant.
After this she ran up to the car and tries to open the door to get me out. Obviously, it was locked, and Kub did not appreciate her pulling on his door, so he told her to get away from his car. I didn't her the whole word exchange outside of the car, but from what the others told me, her and Kub swapped words and then she referred to me as a "whore" who was going to go home with him that night and suck his d***.
The whole incident was a trip! She ended up calling me about ten times and waiting by my car for at least 30 mins, before she decided to go home. I then thanked Kub for waiting around with me, left his truck and got in my car, only to head home (BY MYSELF) to prepare for church the following day.
Dissection:
This story was long enough, but I do have a brief dissection. I don't care about sexual orientation. It is safe to say that I do find both men and women appealing. With that stated, I by no means date women... or even "hook up" with them for that fact. I am not in or entertaining a relationship with ANYONE right now. Am I flirty? Yes. Do I hang out with friends and enjoy myself? Yes. That night I was not going to be physical with ANYONE. I just felt it was weird that she assumed I was solely there for her in a "romantic" way.
I guess you live and learn!
Saturday, April 19th, 2008, was the 3rd and last time that Lite and I will ever speak and/or hang out. I do believe she is a good person, I just can't deal with the drama.
The End.
~wtfhappendtohangingoutandhavingagoodtime?~
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
A Hot and Lonely Commodity...
Why is it as soon as I am officially out off a relationship, all sorts of craziness flows my way? What craziness, you ask. I'll tell you...
My "pursuers" are jumping out of the wood works. I don't even know if "pursuers" is a good word for them... let's see... men that want either ass, a trophy piece, or someone to brainwash into their "bubble" occasionally. I so want to be alone right now. I won't lie, there is a small part of me that would like to have a consistent person around to talk to and spend time with. We all know that with all that it is easier to fall in to "entrapment" (I refuse to use the word LOVE).
I am in no need of the four letter word right now, I just want to have a person to share my ups, downs and in betweens with. Not in a "relationship" per say, but someone who is readily available to be a sounding board/cuddle buddy. The weird part about it all is that those lining up to steal my time are so not worthy of being in a "pseudo relationship" with me.
Ahh... so DAYUM picky!
Dissection:
The fact that I am a "hot commodity" that doesn't have a "share" option is HILARIOUS! It is so ironic. I am indeed picky and I want to be around "company" when it is convenient for me. I go back and forth in my head about what it is I really want and I think it is great that I am in solitude. Alone time is something that I am in need of right now. The only scary thing about alone time is that I have no rules and no one to hold me accountable for my actions. It is then that I tend to do "questionable" things. Only they are not "questionable" to me because I have no rules.
I guess what I am trying to say is I hate loving the fact that I am alone. I don't even want a man... I just miss sharing my triumphs of life with someone special in my life. I retract that statement... I have group of very special ladies (WHEW) that are always there when ever I need them. I'm sure they would even cuddle with me if I asked nicely! ;o)
The End.
~alonelyhotmess!~
My "pursuers" are jumping out of the wood works. I don't even know if "pursuers" is a good word for them... let's see... men that want either ass, a trophy piece, or someone to brainwash into their "bubble" occasionally. I so want to be alone right now. I won't lie, there is a small part of me that would like to have a consistent person around to talk to and spend time with. We all know that with all that it is easier to fall in to "entrapment" (I refuse to use the word LOVE).
I am in no need of the four letter word right now, I just want to have a person to share my ups, downs and in betweens with. Not in a "relationship" per say, but someone who is readily available to be a sounding board/cuddle buddy. The weird part about it all is that those lining up to steal my time are so not worthy of being in a "pseudo relationship" with me.
Ahh... so DAYUM picky!
Dissection:
The fact that I am a "hot commodity" that doesn't have a "share" option is HILARIOUS! It is so ironic. I am indeed picky and I want to be around "company" when it is convenient for me. I go back and forth in my head about what it is I really want and I think it is great that I am in solitude. Alone time is something that I am in need of right now. The only scary thing about alone time is that I have no rules and no one to hold me accountable for my actions. It is then that I tend to do "questionable" things. Only they are not "questionable" to me because I have no rules.
I guess what I am trying to say is I hate loving the fact that I am alone. I don't even want a man... I just miss sharing my triumphs of life with someone special in my life. I retract that statement... I have group of very special ladies (WHEW) that are always there when ever I need them. I'm sure they would even cuddle with me if I asked nicely! ;o)
The End.
~alonelyhotmess!~
Good things come to those who...
get off their behinds and make something happen! I guess what is fueling this post is the fact that I just got finished watching a clip of Deion Sanders and his wife Pilar's Reality Show, Primetime Love. I was looking at that clip in awe. The house is HUGE and beautiful. They have five beautiful kids (three together). It "seems" as though they are living "the life".
Dissection:
Sometimes what seems good isn't always, but sometimes it is. I have always dreamt of doing something WONDROUS that helped others and in turn put me in the Lime light. For years I thought that if I waited patiently, my dream would come true. I have never been more wrong in my life!
In order to full fill your destiny, you have to get off of your behind and work for it. Along the way God gives you a helping hand, but you have to show tenacity and the willingness to fall down and get right back up and pursue your dream.
I know my time is coming... I am just getting to work and soon it will be all pieced together!
The End.
~anythingworthhavingisworthworkingfor!~
Dissection:
Sometimes what seems good isn't always, but sometimes it is. I have always dreamt of doing something WONDROUS that helped others and in turn put me in the Lime light. For years I thought that if I waited patiently, my dream would come true. I have never been more wrong in my life!
In order to full fill your destiny, you have to get off of your behind and work for it. Along the way God gives you a helping hand, but you have to show tenacity and the willingness to fall down and get right back up and pursue your dream.
I know my time is coming... I am just getting to work and soon it will be all pieced together!
The End.
~anythingworthhavingisworthworkingfor!~
Monday, April 14, 2008
A Month and Counting...
So Lab Rats... it has been over a month since I have been "physical" with a man. I must admit. It feels DAMN good (not to be ;o). I spent far to long giving my body to someone with a hidden agenda (I'm talking about MY hidden agenda). I said I loved him (and I did), but being intimate was my way of getting closer. I have never been a casual sex type of person... it is quite difficult for me to be involved with a man just for sex.
Dissection:
I have a hard time being solely physically attracted to men. There has to be more. The mind has to be a hell of a tag team with the body. It is just hard for me to look at men solely as sexual objects.
Those that know me well will tell you that I am madly in love with my Silver Bullet. For those of you that may not know, it is a clitoral stimulator. Some may know Bull as a "beginners toy", but I began 3 years ago and hadn't put him down yet!
Not that I have been around the block or anything, but I have had sex once or twice. I thought, during the whole process that I had an orgasm... uhm uhm uhm... that’s what I thought, till that WONDROUS 1st night with Bull in October of '05. So 3 years and 19 Bulls later (yep... I've "killed" 18 total) masturbation is my story and I am sticking to it.
I am truly excited that I am not sleeping with men right now. Who knows... I may bid them farewell forever. One can never tell with me. To answer your inquiry (and I know you all are thinking it as you read this post) as to if I am in to women or not yes/no. I think women are ABSOLUTELY HOT (the ones that are of course), but I could never be in a serious relationship with one. Too emotional. I don't have time for extra drama... I am a one woman show!
Any way... say A L L this to say... I haven't had any *penis* in over a month and I am ELATED! I am headed to the dumpster right now to throw away my BC pills. Who needs them? I’ll let my friends finish populating the earth, I gave the good Land one!
The End.
~onemonthandcountingtilltheend!~
Dissection:
I have a hard time being solely physically attracted to men. There has to be more. The mind has to be a hell of a tag team with the body. It is just hard for me to look at men solely as sexual objects.
Those that know me well will tell you that I am madly in love with my Silver Bullet. For those of you that may not know, it is a clitoral stimulator. Some may know Bull as a "beginners toy", but I began 3 years ago and hadn't put him down yet!
Not that I have been around the block or anything, but I have had sex once or twice. I thought, during the whole process that I had an orgasm... uhm uhm uhm... that’s what I thought, till that WONDROUS 1st night with Bull in October of '05. So 3 years and 19 Bulls later (yep... I've "killed" 18 total) masturbation is my story and I am sticking to it.
I am truly excited that I am not sleeping with men right now. Who knows... I may bid them farewell forever. One can never tell with me. To answer your inquiry (and I know you all are thinking it as you read this post) as to if I am in to women or not yes/no. I think women are ABSOLUTELY HOT (the ones that are of course), but I could never be in a serious relationship with one. Too emotional. I don't have time for extra drama... I am a one woman show!
Any way... say A L L this to say... I haven't had any *penis* in over a month and I am ELATED! I am headed to the dumpster right now to throw away my BC pills. Who needs them? I’ll let my friends finish populating the earth, I gave the good Land one!
The End.
~onemonthandcountingtilltheend!~
A Relaxing Weekend... SIKE!
So... this past weekend was my weekend with Sun (my 5 year old). For those of you that don't know I spend every waking moment with my son during the week (when he is not in school). His dad normally gets him on the weekend. I have grown accustomed to this, because our weekday gets so hectic a lot of the time. The weekend is normally my time to recharge and prepare for the next week.
No "recharging" for me this weekend! I love my son... seriously... there is nothing that I would not do for him. He is my life. I am not married or even in a relationship for that matter, and he serves as my EVERYTHING! Saying A L L that to say... Boy, he really had me going this weekend.
We started the weekend out (Friday) babysitting, then we headed home and I cleaned up to the wee hours of the morning while he slept. Saturday morning found us gassing up and washing my car. We then headed to Denny's for brunch (his pick- he LOVES the smiley face pancakes ;o), after that I went to the gym to workout (he played in the Kid's Club). We then headed home to meet up with my friend and her 3 year old daughter. I changed clothes and we headed to a restaurant to eat (very kid friendly with lots of sand, slides, and shovels). I have to pause and talk about the restaurant experience...
Dissection:
The restaurant we went to had LOTS of families there. One big observation was the fact that while all the children were playing in the sand, mothers and fathers alike were sipping on their favorite alcoholic beverages. Most of the mothers could be seen with a smiling child in one hand and a margarita in the other. Fathers were watching from a far while sipping on a beer. Everyone was happy and smiling! I bet you know why... most of them were drunk out of their mind! Now don't get me wrong, I am not condoning drinking while parenting. I just noticed that at this place the parents found a happy medium. I thought that it was interesting because I only "hang out" when my son is away. I never attempt to mix "grown up" with "kid" fun. I guess I got a lesson from all the mothers of Southwest Houston on Saturday. Boy, what a time!
Back to Saturday...
We ended the night at a carnival (after we left the restaurant). After the carnival we went home, bathed and went to bed. We woke up on Sunday and went to church. After church we went to the mall, ate and Sun played at the play area there. We stopped by blockbuster and rented a movie, then headed home for a nap!
That was a lot for me, I am used to having a relaxing weekend... this was everything but. I will say I had a BLAST hanging out with my son nonetheless.
Well... my next post will be juicy so stay tuned!
The End.
~relaxingwithafiveyearoldisunheardof~
No "recharging" for me this weekend! I love my son... seriously... there is nothing that I would not do for him. He is my life. I am not married or even in a relationship for that matter, and he serves as my EVERYTHING! Saying A L L that to say... Boy, he really had me going this weekend.
We started the weekend out (Friday) babysitting, then we headed home and I cleaned up to the wee hours of the morning while he slept. Saturday morning found us gassing up and washing my car. We then headed to Denny's for brunch (his pick- he LOVES the smiley face pancakes ;o), after that I went to the gym to workout (he played in the Kid's Club). We then headed home to meet up with my friend and her 3 year old daughter. I changed clothes and we headed to a restaurant to eat (very kid friendly with lots of sand, slides, and shovels). I have to pause and talk about the restaurant experience...
Dissection:
The restaurant we went to had LOTS of families there. One big observation was the fact that while all the children were playing in the sand, mothers and fathers alike were sipping on their favorite alcoholic beverages. Most of the mothers could be seen with a smiling child in one hand and a margarita in the other. Fathers were watching from a far while sipping on a beer. Everyone was happy and smiling! I bet you know why... most of them were drunk out of their mind! Now don't get me wrong, I am not condoning drinking while parenting. I just noticed that at this place the parents found a happy medium. I thought that it was interesting because I only "hang out" when my son is away. I never attempt to mix "grown up" with "kid" fun. I guess I got a lesson from all the mothers of Southwest Houston on Saturday. Boy, what a time!
Back to Saturday...
We ended the night at a carnival (after we left the restaurant). After the carnival we went home, bathed and went to bed. We woke up on Sunday and went to church. After church we went to the mall, ate and Sun played at the play area there. We stopped by blockbuster and rented a movie, then headed home for a nap!
That was a lot for me, I am used to having a relaxing weekend... this was everything but. I will say I had a BLAST hanging out with my son nonetheless.
Well... my next post will be juicy so stay tuned!
The End.
~relaxingwithafiveyearoldisunheardof~
Thursday, April 10, 2008
He Came By...
It is around 1am and about two hours ago I was just hanging out in my apartment preparing to put my son to bed (he's night owl), when I got "the call". I pick up the phone and "he" gives me the rumble about being in the area and wanting to stop by.
I admit I still care about him, so I obliged. About 20 minutes later he knocks on the door. As soon as he walks in all the memories start to flood my mind again. It is so easy to forget a person when you haven't been in their presence in awhile. It was so good to see him and know that he is well. It felt weird because I know he had just finished with a female and got tipsy and thought of me. I guess she lives on my side of town (his ex maybe) so he thought he would stop through after he finished with her. At anyrate, we went back and forth about why we aren't together and updated each other about the goings on in our lives. Soon we bid one final embrace, a peck on the cheek and he disappeared. Not sure for how long this time.
Dissection:
This is the very reason that we can't be together. He told me that he was out drinking with "friends" and I automatically think it is about another woman. My past with him has definitely programed me. I will say this... I am happy I am alone. Solitude is my serum currently and I am consuming it ALL! I still do love him... it just has to be from a far right now.
Life is good right now. I choose not to complicate it any further.
The End.
~hecamebyforonelasttry!~
I admit I still care about him, so I obliged. About 20 minutes later he knocks on the door. As soon as he walks in all the memories start to flood my mind again. It is so easy to forget a person when you haven't been in their presence in awhile. It was so good to see him and know that he is well. It felt weird because I know he had just finished with a female and got tipsy and thought of me. I guess she lives on my side of town (his ex maybe) so he thought he would stop through after he finished with her. At anyrate, we went back and forth about why we aren't together and updated each other about the goings on in our lives. Soon we bid one final embrace, a peck on the cheek and he disappeared. Not sure for how long this time.
Dissection:
This is the very reason that we can't be together. He told me that he was out drinking with "friends" and I automatically think it is about another woman. My past with him has definitely programed me. I will say this... I am happy I am alone. Solitude is my serum currently and I am consuming it ALL! I still do love him... it just has to be from a far right now.
Life is good right now. I choose not to complicate it any further.
The End.
~hecamebyforonelasttry!~
In Austin Actin' Up!
Ok... the focus of today's post is the weekend of April 4th, 2008 (starting Thursday, April 3rd).
I was in dire need of a break of sorts, so I headed to Austin for the weekend. I actually killed two birds with one stone, because I did have a little work to do there as well. I thought it would be a great idea to just "nomad" it for the weekend.
Thursday April 3rd:
I threw my belongings in and gassed up my car (a whopping 50 bucks for a Toyota Camry) and headed down I10 in search of Austin, TX. I arrived in less than 2hrs and hooked up with a friend of mine who had moved there 6 months prior. I made a few wardrobe changes at her house and we headed out for the night.
We went to a club called the Beauty Bar. It was simply that! Extremely vintage and beautiful nonetheless. Her friend was in a rock band (can't remember the name), and they were pretty good. We listened to an assortment of bands and hushed ourselves with $2.00 "u call it's". My drink of choice was rum and pineapple juice. Ahhh delicious. It was extremely good for me to get away from my everyday life and enjoy myself. We had a blast deep into the night.
Dissection:
The club we went to had a predominantly "white" crowd, which was fine with me (I enjoy all different cultures which often puts me in the company of diverse ethnicities). I did notice that when "white" men get drunk they begin to notice the beauty of their "black" female counterparts. I have never heard, "Oh my gosh you are a BEAUTIFUL black woman, ah your style!". Other phrases included, "We would make some beautiful mixed babies". Obviously the mind automatically gets flattered by a compliment, but I had to stop myself.
Why was I a beautiful "black" women, instead of being a beautiful woman? Not sure. Why does color have to qualify (or disqualify) everything. Maybe it's because the races aren't truly equal. It totally saddens me. I believe in the beauty and equality of people, not races... what is race really? Why do we even have to label ourselves?
I believe my lesson in all of this was just to enjoy people and leave race at the door and also plant myself in surroundings that do the same. Obviously one will run into a jack ass every now and then but intent is what truly matters. The moral of the story is... I HAD A BLAST AT THE BEAUTY BAR!
Friday, April 4th, 2008:
(after handling my business)
I had the opportunity to hang out with my BESTEST FRIEND EVER! We have known each other since the age of 10 or 11. Every time we get together there's a PARTY! I think we get along so well because he is a male. There is just something about a good solid male friend. I love females (please don't get me wrong and those who know me deeply know the extent), but they are not as fun as guys. Obviously we women pack alot of emotion around with us on a daily bases. That is not the extent with men.
At any rate, me and Moses (as I will call him based on the fact that he got totally drunk on Friday night and walked around downtown Austin with a massive stick/tree branch, that we nicknamed his "moses stick") along with his partner (as they have an awesome business that they promote parties, do web design, and a bunch of other stuff) spent the rest of the weekend together.
We partied hard and just had an overall good time. I had not "kicked it" like that in years. On Friday early evening we went to an NFL mixer at Pappadeaux's and had endless catfish, shrimp and Swamp things (a frozen hurricane/margarita). After that we left and went back to the room to get dressed to head out and party. About 4 shots of patron and 5 mixed drinks later we stumbled back to the room (he found the "moses stick" on the way). I hit the mattress and that was a wrap!
April 5th, 2008:
I woke up around 1pm lacking a hangover (YAY)! I got word that a friend of mine from Dallas was staying in the same hotel as we were. We (Moses and I) headed up to her room and hung out for awhile. I then headed back down to the room to shower and change. After getting out of the shower another friend of mine called me to let me know she was on her way. I let the fellas know, and we made our way back to 6th street (a popular street in Austin known for bars, tattoo parlors and tourist shops) to hang.
After refusing to pay $40 to go to a Day Party we headed across the street, to another popular bar. About 6 shots of patron later my friend arrived. We got her caught up with our drunken stupors and we headed back to the room. To make an already long story short we partied it up again Saturday night... I will be honest when I say it was tad too much for me. I was so tired by 12am, I couldn't appreciate the second night of partying. We headed back to the room and shut it down for the night.
April 6th, 2008
After waking up and ordering room service ($30 for a plate of fruit and 3 glasses of OJ) we got ready for our departure. After checking out we headed to a really cool Japanese restaurant to eat before getting on the road. I delicately took in my sushi and cobb salad and headed to the car for the trek home.
Dissection:
I am a single mom who spends 55 (sometimes more) hours working weekly, with minimal help (he does go to his dad's on the weekend) but I am still working during these times as well. It felt so good to get away (knowing Sun was taken care of) and ENJOY myself, with out having to answer a list of questions from anyone.
I had good clean fun and I am so proud of myself. It wasn't about finding a man and "hooking up" or proving myself to anyone. It was about taking time to recharge and jump back into parenting and being a professional. God knows I needed it with the week I had once it was over!
I absolutely ADORE the city of Austin, TX. If I had family or more friends there, I would move in a heartbeat!
The End.
P.S.
I am not a drunk, I can just appreciate a few (dozen) shots of patron in a controlled environment. It tickles my fancy!
~austinwasgoodtome~
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
My Space... Da Lab!
Hola mis Amigas y Amigos!
It is I, Rai and WWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWW HHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWW! I indeed have found a new place to call home. I will apologize right now for the content of this blog. I will try my hardest not to use real names, but I will keep it real! What else would you expect?
I am so sad to say this, but I gave in to the whole "Myspace" epidemic. It caught me about two nights ago. My Wifi worked in my apartment (the 1st time in months) and it was on from there. I have already connected with a few friends from High School and I am so EXCITED... not about them necessarily, but just the thought of doing something new is amazing!
You all are experiencing my "other" space right here on Blog Spot. Normally my readers are really quiet and don't post comments... BUMP that! Please let me know how you feel about my posts by responding to them. Also note that I am a multifaceted person and will reveal some interesting things about myself. Don't be scared, I' m not. Life is but a dream.
I think what I am trying to say is, everyone needs to find their on space in life, what ever that may mean individually. I am sick and tired of living for others. I am taking care of me and I am prepared to dissect every waking moment of it on this blog!
I have a few topics in mind, but I won't post till tomorrow. I just received some good news, but I aint tellin'. It's a secret. I will let you all know in due time. Not to mention my AWESOME weekend in AUSTIN, TX last weekend. Ooooh so much... in due time.
WELCOME TO THE LAB!
The End.
~prepareforthefreedomofmyspace!~
It is I, Rai and WWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWW HHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWW! I indeed have found a new place to call home. I will apologize right now for the content of this blog. I will try my hardest not to use real names, but I will keep it real! What else would you expect?
I am so sad to say this, but I gave in to the whole "Myspace" epidemic. It caught me about two nights ago. My Wifi worked in my apartment (the 1st time in months) and it was on from there. I have already connected with a few friends from High School and I am so EXCITED... not about them necessarily, but just the thought of doing something new is amazing!
You all are experiencing my "other" space right here on Blog Spot. Normally my readers are really quiet and don't post comments... BUMP that! Please let me know how you feel about my posts by responding to them. Also note that I am a multifaceted person and will reveal some interesting things about myself. Don't be scared, I' m not. Life is but a dream.
I think what I am trying to say is, everyone needs to find their on space in life, what ever that may mean individually. I am sick and tired of living for others. I am taking care of me and I am prepared to dissect every waking moment of it on this blog!
I have a few topics in mind, but I won't post till tomorrow. I just received some good news, but I aint tellin'. It's a secret. I will let you all know in due time. Not to mention my AWESOME weekend in AUSTIN, TX last weekend. Ooooh so much... in due time.
WELCOME TO THE LAB!
The End.
~prepareforthefreedomofmyspace!~
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