'3 Ways To Get A Husband,'

http://www.blackvoices.com/blogs/2008/03/30/buzzworthy-3-ways-to-get-a-husband-shirley-murdock-leon-ca/
Shirley Murdock, Leon, Can't Say Names & BV Scene - Black Voices Blogs

Hello Kitty Jewelry

http://www.hellokittyfinejewelry.com/
I loved me some Hello Kitty back in the day, but I doubt my mama would've sprung for this. LOL

The Other Baby Mama/Daddy

 

Baby Mama & Baby Daddy - 2 terms I have come to despise.  I've been {I say been because my baby is registered to vote} in those shoes, so I think I have a right. 

Sometimes I wonder how my "baby daddy" refers to me.  Since I'm 1st of 3...maybe even 4, it might be his "1st baby mama", my given/nick name, or "that bitch".  I'd place money on the latter of the 3. 

I know 2 of the other mamas and in one another's presence, we were cordial &  always had been.  I ain't never had a need or desire to fight over a man, especially one who is delinquent with the support payments.

2nd baby mama - she thought she was really doing something when she started dating him.  I even tried to warn her.   Well, after several years of bullshit, 2 kids and a gazillion ass whippings she bounced - taking their daughter but leaving their son.   I wonder if she ever remembered that warning I gave her.  That bastard hit me once & that was all she wrote.  That was the last altercation we had.  All in all, she was an OK chic and I trusted her with my son.  Of them all, he liked her best.

3rd baby mama - the one in question, I heard about, but never met.  My sister met her once & told me ole girl had slash marks on her wrists.  She has a daughter & alleged son with the ever popular donor.

4th baby mama - they are supposed to get married & she has preschooler, who happens to look just like his eldest brother (my son) did at that age & is currently prego (daddy will be 40 in Nov. *eyeroll*)

Not including the one yet to be born, baby daddy has 3 sons, 2 daughters, and possible. {Sound like a Spades game...*smh*}

I heard about some bouts with #2 & #3 (they were pregnant at the same time daughters born within a matter of weeks of each other).

When my son was younger, I did what I could to be cordial to these women because a lot of times my son was in their care.  God forbid if they got outta pocket about mine.  Heads would've rolled! 

My son is now living in Jefferson City with my BFF, going to school & working, so I no longer have to deal with his bio or his women.

My question to you is: what's your relationship like with the other baby mama(s)/daddy(ies)?

Vanilla Sunrise - Sunday Nitecap

Ingredients:
- 2 oz Skyy Vanilla Vodka
- 2 oz Orange Juice
- Splash of Grenadine
Garnish: Orange Peel

Directions:
Mix all ingredients in a cocktail shaker with ice. Strain the mixture into a chilled martini glass. Garnish with an orange peel.

My Celebrity Look-A-Likes

I saw this on another page & remember I did it a long time ago on 360, but couldn't figure out how to post it. 

I'm OK with most of these, but Cuba Gooding, Jr?!  LOL  It must be the smile!   What do you think?

I've Changed My Mind - I Do Want a Wedding!

Betty Wright said, "It's a womans preogative to change her mind."

Not that there are any prospects on the horizon, but still.  I have long given up on the whole Cinderella deal, but I haven't given up that my on true love is still out there, somewhere.

As I was watching The Best of Soul Train, The Whispers sang one of my favorite wedding songs - I'm Gonna Make You My Wife.  I want him (whomever he might be) to sing or lip-sync this tune {minus the verse about having babies} as I make my way down the aisle.  Damn a courthouse.  I want what I want.

I found the song set to this movie clip on youtube & even tho I never saw the movie, this got me all teary-eyed. (Maybe I'm PMSing or something.)

For those who did have a wedding, what song did you/your bride enter on? 

For those like me, what song(s) have you decided upon or have to choose from?

Yeah, I'm in a sappy kinda mood today.  It beats the hell outta the bitchy one, so just roll with me.

Just Got Paid - Johhny Kemp -1988

I don't get paid until Monday, I don't feel like working, but I do feel like chair dancing!

Friend Stealing Friday!!

Start:

Mar 28, '08

I have some of the ***BEST*** connections in Plyville & there's plenty room for more. There are several pages I frequent & it would be easier to keep up with them by connecting.

Don't worry, I won't be trying to steal folks with the generic invite. It will be my custom copy & paste! *giggles*

Victims of Crime

When I was about 10, my mother was robbed at gunpoint on our front porch. 

We had just come home from Church's Chicken & I made it inside with the box.  She was still on the porch when I heard, "Drop the damn purse!"  I yelled for her & she yelled back for me to stay inside.  She wasn't harmed & knew who the perpetrator was - a known no good ass nigga (who somebody gunned down about 10 years ago).

He got away with about $100, IDs & a checkbook.  My mother never carried a purse again.  She started carrying a cigarette wallet looking thing that held her cash, ATM card, ID and keys, tucked safely in her bosom (Lawd...I think I just dated myself).  

A well known area dumpster diver found what was left of her purse a few days later & brought it to her.  All that was missing was the cash.  Even the ATM card was still in there (she never had credit cards).

That incident made me become overly aware of my surroundings then & I still am to this day.

My question for you is, have you ever been a victim of crime?    Thankfully, I have not.

Throwback Thurs. - Do We Have A Chance (For Our Love) by Whistle

Man I loved the 80s!

Makeup Gone Wrong

I started experimenting with makeup when I was about 12/13.  Mama & Muda did allow lipgloss but nothing more.  Nail polish (other than a clear coat), lipstick & eye makeup was forbidden.  Papa Jones wasn't having it.  I had to convince him that my "lipgloss" was actually Vaseline. Old dude went so far as to ask me why I wanted to look like a whore?  *record scratch* Damn Papa...never mind.  Needless to say, my face was always makeup free in his presence.  {R.I.P. Papa}

Lawd knows I've had some mishaps over the last 20+ years - the purple Wet & Wild lipstick, the liquid liner drawn on symbols in the corners of my eyes, the blue eye shadow with the pink outfit & so many others.

I'm still learning which foundations work best with the camera.  I've seen some of my photos & was taken aback. I didn't look cute, I looked ashy as a mofo!  Soooo not cute on film.

Ladies & Gentlemen alike - what makeup mishaps on others just makes you cringe?

Remember when…..

Remember when…..

• We had to be within an earshot or in the house when the streetlights came on? (Papa used to say, “Don’t let dark catch you.” )
  
  
• We'd ride our bikes all over town sans a helment, knee pads, elbow pads & never once worried about an accident?
  
  
• We could eat cake batter & cookie dough & not worry about salmonella poisoning?
  
  
• You got mad because you were still too young (by law) to get a real summer job?
  
  
• Being punished meant being confined to your room, which didn’t have a phone, color TV, VCR, DVD player, a PC, stereo, PS2, Xbox, Gameboy & whatever other luxury these ingrates have been afforded that most didn't earn let alone deserve?
  
  
• Going to your 1st concert sans adult supervision? (New Edition 1986 baby!)
  
  
• You'd catch & jar lightening bug (fireflies)?
  
  
• After acting a plum fool for most of the year, you'd get some act-right in you around October 1st, in anticpation of Christmas?
  
  
• Rainy Saturdays meant cartoons in the morning, Ma & Pa Kettle, Francis the Talking Mule, Abbott & Costello and Blondie & Dagwood in the afternoon?
  
  
• Watching Leave it to Beaver on PBS because nothing else was on & actually liking it? (The episode where Wally cuts Beavers hair because they messed up the barber money still makes me CTFU!)
  
  
• Listening to “adult” music & wondering what the hell they were talking about? For example, Candy Licker, Clean Up Woman, Strokin’ & anything recorded by Millie Jackson?
  
  
• Playing outside so long that all you could do was collapse when you finally came in?  Also being afraid to go in before time because you might have to stay in?
  
  
• You'd beg your parents for change for the Bomb Pop and Mr. Softee truck?
  
  
• You'd get cussed out for loosing that lil yellow or red thing so the 45’s could play?
  
  
• Racing your siblings to the phone as if the person on the other end would change?
  
  
• Stoney Jackson, Todd Bridges, Danny Romalotti, Haywood Nelson (thanks Deedles!) were oh so fine?
  
  
• You could find joy in a few Popsicle sticks & some glue?
  
  
• Almost everybody had a jheri curl & a gold tooth?
  
  
• You thought someone who made $6 an hour was ballin’?
  
  
• Guys didn’t make passes at girls who wore glasses? (I’ve needed glasses since I was in was in the 8^th grade but didn’t actually wear them until my senior year & then I only wore them in class.)
  
  
• Saturday evening was spent sitting at the stove getting your hair pressed for Sunday morning?
  
  
• You thought the worst thing that would happen after sex is that he wouldn’t call?
  
  
• Blue light basement parties didn't end in a gunfight?
  
  
• You'd fist-fight with an enemy & that would be the end of it?
  

Ahhhhh....the gold old days.  Feel free to add to the list.

St. Louis church leader charged with Statutory rape

http://www.stlamerican.com/articles/2008/03/25/news/local_news/localnews000000001.txt

Rest in Peace, Diane. ~1942-2008~

Diane, a former co-worker, was stricken with Cancer & decided to retire.  She loved to travel, was the Queen of the Bingo table & was known to enjoy a Manhattan on occasion.  She lived her life the way it should be.  I think when she knew that was no longer the case, she gave up. 

 

She didn't have any children & her ex hubby died several years ago.  Her sisters had been caring for her, but could no longer do it alone.  With Diane's blessing, they were moving her to a nursing home - tomorrow.   She died last night after a 2-year battle. 

 

When I first started back in ’96, she was one of the first managers to welcome me.  I also sat right outside her office.

 

When my former boss pulled my card for the last time, I was ready to bounce!  He had pissed me off with his bullshit one time too many.  2 years was enough! 

 

He called and said something that really pissed me off & I hung up on him (not a good move when that person pays your salary).  I decided my junk & me would be gone when he came to his office.  I calmly went to the mailroom grabbed 2 boxes and commenced to packing my shit….and some of his too (I’m an office supply junkie.)

 

Diane was on the phone when her employee came in to speak with her & brought her attention to my packing.  She asked her what I was doing & she replied, “It looks like she’s packing her stuff.”  Diane dropped her phone & rushed out to me.  I told her, “Before this sapsucker reduces me to tears or I catch a case for kicking him square in his fat ass, I have to leave.”

 

She asked if I had called the HR manager.  I did but she wasn’t there & I didn’t have the time to look for her. Well, Diane pleaded with me not to leave.  I told her I’d be here long enough to pack my 2^nd box & then I’m outta here.

 

I took one box to my car & came back for the second one.  Diane tracked down Nancy, the HR manager & I went to her office to vent – one last time.  I told her what happened & she asked if she found another spot in the agency would I be willing to stay.  My answer was yes.  She asked me to give her 2 weeks and don’t say anything to him unless he asked me to leave.  Agreed.

 

Nancy created a job for me.  When her last assistant retired, they decided the position was no longer needed.  She re-did the job description & convinced them otherwise.  I started as HR assistant, which progressed to HR Coordinator, then HR Generalist, then Asst. HR Manager, now Asst. VP – HR.

 

I sit here today, 2.5 miles from home, doing something I enjoy, earning a decent salary & have time to mess around with y’all, thanks to Diane.

 

Rest in Peace, Diane.  You will be missed.

Sniffin' the Box

Getcha minds outta the gutter!  This is about my new found addiction - Strawberry Milkshake Whoppers!

I bought a box & lawd...*drool* 

I have a love for all things strawberry/strawberry flavored and these fit the bill.

The box is empty but still fragrant, so just like a fiend, I'm sniffin' the box. *smdh*

Creation vs. Evolution

Creation vs. Evolution - which do you believe

Creation

 

 0

Evolution

 

 0

Both

 

 0

Neither

 

 0

Undecided

 

 0

I meant to ask this yesterday & forgot.  This is a poll only blog as I'm not interested in a never-ending battle.  I'm just interested in how you think.

 

When it comes to Creation vs. Evolution, which do you believe?

@$$ed Out! (on Film)

I'm not ashamed to say that I've always wanted to pose & be photographed semi-nude.  Not totally nude because I ain't all that keen on seeing all this immortalized just yet.

Big Ups to the Big Girls (like these (adult material)) who ain't shame to let it all hang out.  I simply don't have the heart.

On the same token, I don't have the heart or desire to be filmed performing sex acts.  Disgruntled ex's, low-down BFFs & simple carelessness validates my feelings even further.  I'll mess around and email the wrong attachment to my beloved family & friends...YIKES!

Most who have, probably will not admit to being filmed slobbing on Bob or licking the Kat, but if you have and it went awry, feel free to dish.  I wont' tell.

If you have been filmed and you don't hold the solo copy of your dirty deed, do you know who does?  If so, do you trust said person?

Note: Eve, Kristin Davis, Tosha* & all the other women who have been betrayed & assed out for the world to see, were the inspiration for this post.

*Let me tell you about Tosha (my BBF's cousin).  Tosha willingly made a video with her then boyfriend and another guy - MFM if you will.  The camera was hers and after all was said done, she didn't bother to remove the tape (VHS) from the camera and rumor has it, the other guy helped himself to it.

My BFF's neighbor called one day & told her that he bought an amateur porn video (from a trunk salesman at the check cashing place) & he was sure her cousin was the star of the show.  My BBF viewed the tape and sure enough Tosha was headlining (pun intended) - 2 at a time.  My BFF wanted Tosha to know that someone was profiting from her debut, but she didn't want her to know she saw it.  Long story short, I made up a story & told her about the tape.  She was pissed, but there was nothing she could do about it.

Everything's Gonna Be Alright, He's Coming Back

like He said He would. ~Al Green~

Happy Easter!

That's yours truly on Easter in '76 (I think). 

Long gone are my days of anticipation of the infamous Easter Bunny, my goodie filled baskets & cute dresses for church on Sunday. 

In my old age, I know the true meaning of Easter - The Resurrection of our Lord & Savior Jesus Christ.

Even though I was raised in a Christian/Baptist household &  remain spiritual, I'm no bible scholar, but am curious about something - Why is Easter never on the same Sunday?

Hold on! Help is on the way! ~Whitney Houston~

Happy Easter Brothers & Sisters!

This is one my favorite make a joyful noise tunes. It's no secret I'm not a regular at Sunday Service, but you better believe, I get my church on, at home, in the car, at the office....or wherever I need to. ~Don't trip. He ain't done with me yet.~

Monni's 'Fridgerator Nana Puddin'

Description:
Warning: This ain't Big Mama's from the stove & to the oven puddin'. This is for us on-the-go and/or just plain ol' lazy folks who enjoy a good dessert. This is easy on the wallet & the utilities.

Ingredients:
4 cups of milk (I use 2%.)

1 - 9 oz. box of Jell-O Sugar Free Banana Cream Instant Pudding

1 - 9 oz. box of Jell-O Sugar Free Cheesecake Instant Pudding

3 to 4 bananas (sliced or diced - your preference)

1 large box of reduced-fat vanilla wafers (I like a lotta wafers so I use a box & a half.)

1 large bowl of Cool Whip Lite

2 teaspoons of pure vanilla extract (not flavoring)

Directions:
1. Using an electric mixer, whip the pudding & milk until the mixture is no longer runny & a nice pudding consistency

2. Layer the bottom of your bowl/dish with wafers (reserve some cookies to garnish)

3. Spoon about 1/3 of the pudding mixture atop of the wafers

4. Add a layer of sliced/diced bananas according to your preference

5. Spoon on a layer of Cool Whip

6. Repeat layering steps 2 thru 5 until complete.

7. Refrigerate at least 3 hours to allow the dessert to set.

I usually refrigerate overnight.

Birthday Cake & The Dearly Departed

I ran into my ex & his wife at Home Depot a little while ago & for some reason I remembered it was his {murdered} brother's birthday.  We exchanged a few pleasantries and went on about our business.  I never knew his brother because his was killed before I met the ex, but I knew of him.

I also remembered they have a nephew who shares a birthday with the decedent.  Getting to the point of the story - one year at this kid's party, I saw something I'd never seen before - a birthday cake with the kid's name & pic and the decedent's name and pic with R.I.P.  *scratching head* 

I had never seen such a thing in all my days.  I'm all for honoring the memory of your loved ones, but why do at a party for a 6 year old?  *scratching head* 

Is this a black thing & my 1/8 Irish ass just don't understand?

Note: I wish I had a pic, but I didn't have a camera since it wasn't my family & this was before the camera phone was standard.

How to Fix Nail Pops in Drywall - wikiHow

http://www.wikihow.com/Fix-Nail-Pops-in-Drywall
I'm on my way to Lowe's!

Vanilla Creamsicle - Sunday Nitecap

Ingredients:
- 1 oz Grey Goose La Vanille (or vanilla flavored vodka)
- 1 oz Grey Goose L'Orange
- 3 oz Orange juice
- 1/4 oz triple sec
- fresh cream
Garnish: orange peel



Directions:
Mix all ingredients in a cocktail shaker with ice. Pour into a short glass and garnish with orange peel.

To Shack or Not to Shack....

that is the question.

Personally, I'm all for shacking up.  I've done it once & had we not, I'd probably would've been married and divorced by now.  Shacking prevented that whole fiasco! 

At this point in my life, I cannot see myself making a lifetime committment to someone I haven't shared space with.  I'm way too set in my ways.  Not saying I couldn't adjust or I'm unwillingly to compromise, because I am...for the right man.

There's just some things he might wanna know about Ms. Mo before he's on bended knee & vice versa.

I've been on my own since I was 19.  Saving myself for the right man is not an issue either.  I foolishly gave up that treasure long ago.

What say you?

Who's in the Office Today?

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It's Good Friday & we always close up shop at 3:00 pm.

What about you?

Mothers/Fathers: Where Did Your/Her Water Break?

Where did your water break?

At home

 

 1

In public

 

 1

The hospital

 

 6

Simple question, but feel free to share the details of your experience.

I truly believe my son was lazy from conception.  I went into labor at about 830 am, he was born at 430 pm & never broke the sac.  They were wanting it to break naturally, but the boy child didn't see it that way. 

Honestly, I'm just glad it didn't break on the metro bus or in the mall.

I should be working but oh well...they'll get it outta me one way or the other. 

Throwback Thurs Old Skool Party! Nemesis - Munchies For Your Bass -1989

Awwwww yeah! Come party with me!

Do You Know Where Your Parents Are?

Are your parents on-line as in Multiply, MySpace, 360, etc.?  If so are you connected to them? 

My parents (both deceased) never even used a computer.  I take that back....my son did try to teach my mother how to use our PC right before she was killed.  She damn near destroyed my mouse! LOL  Her last words before she left my desk were, "To hell with this internet shit!"  My son got a good laugh outta that.

I do have some older relatives who use email & such but only one who is into groups, blogging, etc.  We are in a music group together & were connected on 360 until she pissed me off, but that's it.  I really don't want my elder relatives to infiltrate my online activities & will block them with the quickness if they tried.  I have sense enough to know that on-line activity isn't private, but as long as my elders don't come sniffing around, I'm cool.

I'll leave you with this (and those who've heard the Muda Tales know this one).  Way back when the internet was all the hype on tv commercials, she asked, "Who is this www dot fella they keep talking about on the television?"  We laughed so hard we cried.  We expected nothing less from a woman who only had one Ma Bell rotary dial phone in her house and flat out refused to get call waiting.

 

Freedom of Expression in the Workplace

Our office manager (white female) just came to me about a mailroom employee (black female & her direct report) who is wearing an Obama pin on her blouse.   She said she recalled these kinds of expressions (religious, political, etc.) being banned at one point.  Since she's been here for 29 years, I'm sure she does.  (Side note: The company was founded in 1921 and the first black employee (the receptionist) was hired in 1982).

I politely told the manager that unless this woman is rallying, campaigning, etc. on the company dime, she could wear her button.  She then mentioned, slyly, "I hope people don't start wearing Clinton or McCain pins."  I again told her, if it's just a pin on their person, it's not an issue.

What's your employer's stance on this type of issue?

 

Shut Up Monni! Just Shut Up!

Let me preface this by saying, I think my Mama did her homework when she named me.  My name means counselor or advisor.

 

When I really care about someone, especially my blood, it's hard for me to keep my mouth shut when I see them doing things that are detrimental to their well-being.  It pisses me off even more when the problem stems from the company they keep.  Muda & Papa believed in "birds of a feather", but I don't.  They also taught us that "the company you keep will determine the trouble you meet".  This I do believe, wholeheartedly.

 

In the past couple years or so, I have learned to just listen (and this is hard as hell for me) & keep my mouth shut, unless asked.  If, by chance, they do ask, they're usually sorry they did.  I know this to be true because I usually hear, "I hate I even asked you!" after I've given my nickel's worth.

 

These people have known me all of my life (like my uncle) or all of their life (like my younger sister) & they know I'm not going sugar-coat it to spare their feelings or to make them feel better, so if they really didn't want my input, why do they bother to ask??

 

Not to be a braggart, but 9 times out of 10, I was usually right & that pisses them off even more.  Not so much that they were wrong, but the fact I was right.  My uncle will be the 1st to call me judgemental & self-righteous, and maybe at times I am.  (That's only because he fucks up more in a week than I have in 35 years.)  So his "attacks" towards me are personal, but I really don't give a shit & love him anyway. 

 

However, I tend to believe I learn from my mistakes so that I'm not a repeat offender.  Don't get me wrong, I fuck up like everybody else.  I've gotten myself into some troublesome situations, but I do manage to accept responsibility when I know it's my fault.  "Open mouth & insert foot" is not a good look for me.

 

Are you the same as or similar to me in these situations?  If so, how do you manage to "not speak now" & forever hold the peace?

Trading {Sex} Places

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Guestbook HTML is More Trouble than It's Worth

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Sex and the City Theatrical Trailer on Yahoo! Video

http://video.yahoo.com/watch/2126953/6712171
It's about time! LOL

Kiss Me! I'm Irish..No, Really I am.

What your kisses & actions mean.....

• Kiss on the stomach----- "Lets do it."
• Kiss on the Forehead ----"Forever you will be mine."
• Kiss on the Ear ---"I'm horny."
• Kiss on the Cheek ---"We're friends."
• Kiss on the Hand ---"I adore you."
• Kiss on the Neck ---"We belong together."
• Kiss on the Shoulder ---"I want you."
• Kiss on the Lips ---"I love you." OR "I want you."
• Holding Hands ---"We can learn to love each other."
• Slap on the Butt ---"That's mine."
• Playing with the Ear ---"I can't live without you."
• Holding on tight ---"Don't let go."
• Looking into each other's Eyes ---"Don't leave me."
• Playing with Hair on Head ---"Tell me you love me."
• Arms around the Waist ---"I love you too much to let go."
• Laughing while Kissing ---"I am completely comfortable with you."

A lil advice .....

• Don't ask for a kiss, take one! Now this doesn't give you a green light to just start kissing strange folks! Mess around & get cut doing that!
• If you were thinking about someone while reading this, you're definitely in Love (or strong like).

 

Sunday Smooth Groove - You Are My Sunshine - Mtume

Goes perfectly with a Sunday nitecap w/ someone special. :o)

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Cognac Pear Martini - Sunday Nitecap

Description:
For your drinking pleasure, I'll bring a different nitecap recipe to you each Sunday.



Ingredients:
- 2 1/5 oz Remy Martin V.S.O.P
- 2 oz pear juice
- Ice
- 1/4 oz Cointreau (optional)

Garnish: Pear Slice

Directions:
Simply add pear juice to Cognac. Shake both ingredients in a cocktail shaker with ice. Strain into a martini glass. Garnish with a pear slice or float pear strings on top. Add Cointreau for sweeter result. (Cocktail created by: Alex Ott)

"Mo"ment of Truth

*Yawn*  Just waking up from a short nap. 

Here's a chance to ask me anything you want.

One question or a hundred....have at it! Could be about me or could be about you. Trust that I'll answer you honestly.

If you think you already know {chances are you don't} & need confirmation, just ask. If you just want to know because you're nosey, just ask. If you heard a rumor or story from someone about me & you want my version, just ask.

If something is too personal for the blog {hell most of y'all know my life already thanks to blogging}, I'll answer you privately OR plead the fiff! One, two, three, fo', fiff! (In my Dave Chappelle voice.)

Praline Peach Pancakes

Description:
Peach yogurt, brown sugar and pecans create the wow in yummy pancakes with a matching syrup.

Ingredients:
Syrup
1/2 cup maple-flavored syrup
1/4 cup pecan pieces
1 medium peach, peeled, chopped (3/4 cup)


Pancakes
2 cups Bisquick Heart Smart® mix
1 cup fat-free (skim) milk
2 tablespoons pecan pieces
1 tablespoon packed brown sugar
1 egg
1 container (6 oz) Yoplait® Original peach yogurt (2/3 cup)


Directions:
1. In 1-quart saucepan, heat all syrup ingredients over low heat, stirring occasionally, until hot; keep warm.
2. Heat griddle to 375°F or heat skillet over medium heat; grease with shortening if necessary (or spray with cooking spray before heating).
3. In large bowl, stir all pancake ingredients until blended. Pour batter by slightly less than 1/4 cupfuls onto hot griddle. Cook until edges are dry. Turn; cook other sides until golden brown. Serve with syrup.

The Oblongs - This Ish Cracks Me Up

Am I the only one who ummm appreciates the comedy in this? LOL

Cash vs. Debit Card

Which do you prefer?

Cash only.

 

 1

Debit only.

 

 3

A combination of both.

 

 7

Girl, please. You have to have money to have this issue.

 

 0

I am a staunch supporter of anything that will make my life & job a little easier. {Folks who don't use direct deposit & always asking for their checks early make my ass tired, but that's for another day.}

Like many people I use my Visa debit card, regularly.  One of my connects has a recent blog regarding debit card use for rental cars.  I personally never do this.  I'd rather use my credit card. 

One commenter stated that she doesn't use a debit card - cash or AmEx (when plastic is necessary). 

These days, I rarely have more than $20-$40 cash on me & when I do need it, I'll run to an ATM or inside a store, make a purchase & use the cash back feature.

I'd much rather lose the debit card than my hard earned cash.  There's a reason I feel this way.  I recently wrote about my own snafu when it came to cash but I was lucky to have it replaced. 

Layered Key Lime Yogurt Fruit Salad

Ingredients:
1 container (6 ounces) Yoplait® Thick & Creamy Key lime pie yogurt
2 tablespoons orange juice
2 cups fresh pineapple chunks
1 cup strawberry halves
2 cups green grapes
1 cup blueberries
2 cups cubed cantaloupe
1/4 cup flaked or shredded coconut, toasted


Directions:
1. Mix yogurt and orange juice; set aside.
2. In 2 1/2-quart clear glass bowl, layer fruit in order listed. Pour yogurt mixture over fruit. Sprinkle with coconut. Serve immediately.

Interracial Love Reality Show

http://www.vh1realityworld.com/2007/07/31/exclusive-interview-with-tobias-of-interracial-love-reality-show/
I'll have to add this to my list. I bet TNP will too! :o)

Let's Have a Lil Friday Fun!

http://msmo72.multiply.com/journal/item/22/Lets_Have_a_Lil_Friday_Fun?replies_read=7
This is a re-post & I promise to post the answer key this time! *snicker*

SEX TOY OR HOUSEHOLD OBJECT? You tell me.

http://www.womenshealthmag.com/sex-and-relationships/sex-toy-or-household-object-quiz
I got 9 out of 12. Lemme know what you get.

*looking for some willys to mold* giggles

Way Back Wed - Independent by Salt N Pepa ~ 1990

Yes, yes...another one of my anthems...that I never forgot the lyrics to.

(Yawn) You're sleepy, go to bed
Wanna step? Go ahead and jet
Now wake up from your dreamin' cuz you're dealin' with the Pep
Like Oakley from the Knicks, yes, I'm havin' a ball
You think because you're leaving that I'm gonna take a fall?
It was small thing, oooo, it was really too small
Livin' large, boy, standing ten feet tall
Now my heart won't dent, keep the money I lent
And don't forget I pay the rent, this is my apartment
I'm independent Punk, you're lovin' stunk

This is independent funk

And I'm gettin' ready for the year 2000
Independent - yes, I'm housin'
Independent - yeah, now watch me
Independent - no one can stop me


Chorus

Yes, I am independent
I make my own money so don't tell me how to spend it
Cuz you need me, and I don't need you
So listen close, boy, to my independent funk
Yeah...can you feel it?

Salty the V.I.P., you should have stuck with me
What are you stupid? Huh, my pockets run deep
So flex the Rolex and the sex that I gave ya
In jail with no bail and now nothin' can save ya
You want me to visit? I ain't with it lizard
We had magic now ya lost without the love wizard

When duty call, the leader Pep come hard
Try to dis my girl Salt, up goes my guard
Still feminine, feminine still, yes
But then next pump a hundred weight bench press
So what it mean, Pep? I'm not impressed
Cuz I wear the pants, and you wear the dress

Ya had to cross me, and now you lost me
Get off me softy, I'm the boss, see?
You can't disguise the lies in your eyes - you're not a heartbreaker
You're a fraud, and I'm bored - you're a fake faker
It's too late to debate with the moneymaker
After while, crackhead - see ya later, gator

Woman and I am independent
I make my own money so don't tell me how to spend it
Cuz you need me, and I don't need you
So listen close, boy, to my independent funk
Yeah, so funky, so funky

No, no, no more nookie for you cuz I gave ya the boot
Go ahead and go in your Yugo, gonna miss the Benz Coupe

You're a baby so maybe you just needed a babysitter
Bitter? I figure I'm rid of a piece of litter
Tiger, tigger, I bounce back, and you're a quitter
Your girl is gone for good so just forget her
You're blind, you'll never find another better
Your mind stays on a behind in a tight sweater
Burned your flowers and your love letters
Never a tear will I shed
I'm independent

Chorus

Seeking a Rolling Pantry

http://www.brylanehome.com/decor/Slim-Jim-6-shelf-Rolling-Pantry.aspx?PfId=122410&DeptId=15234&ProductTypeId=1&PurchaseType=0
Anyone know where I can find something like this in St. Louis? I've checked Linen N Things, Bed, Bath & Beyond, Macy's & JCP with no luck. I'm much rather go purchase than order & pay ridiculous shipping fees due to the weight. Suggestion are appreciated.

Calling all Shoe Whores! I said Calling all Shoe Whores! *LMAO*

They aren't the cutest thing on the shelves, but it's a start.

Financial Faux Pas

Have you ever made a costly mistake with your own finances, cash, credit, etc.?

I ruined my credit freshman year with bunch a credit cards I didn't need.  I took me damn near 10 years to clean it up & some of the forgotten items still periodically come back to haunt me.  {Damn Zales!  I don't even remember what the hell I bought.}

It took many a payment arrangements, negotiating, finagling and several tax return checks, but I knew I had to get it done if I didn't want garnishments out the ass.  I also knew I needed to take care of it so I wouldn't need Vaseline when I was ready to purchase my home.  In the end, my efforts paid off.

One other incident (kinda careless on my part) happened at the ATM.  I drove up at about 630 am after I put the boy on the school bus.  I checked my balance, got my weekend pocket money & headed to work.  It was the 1st of the month, so I took a smoke break (even though I don't) to write checks (pre on-line banking) for my bills.  I have a habit of checking my balances everyday {and twice on Sunday} and before I pay large bills.  Keep in mind I had just checked when I was at the ATM a few hours before.  I dial up, listen & my checking account is short $300 (part of my rent money)!  My heart started racing.  I checked my savings & it was $300 short also.  WTF?!?!  All I could think was "$600 in the damn wind!"

I dumped the contents of my purse on my desk.  Damn....I drove off & left the damn card in the machine, without cancelling the transaction.  I called my friend/co-worker in a panic. She called her husband (banking pro) and he told me what to do. 

I called the bank & explained to about 50-11 people what happened.  The next day I had to go in and sign an affidavit.  A day or so later, my banker called & said my $$ would be back in my account by 300 pm.  Thank you Lord!   I certainly didn't expect it because it was my fault.  The money didn't make or break me, but damn, that's a lot to lose in one sitting.

The person who took the money certainly wasn't expecting to find my open access card in the machine & they were caught on camera.

How Old are You, Really?

http://www.embedtube.com/uploads/33101407Realage.swf
According to this, I'll live to be 82.1 (damn...I was hoping to be a centenarian) & have another 30th birthday...since I'm only 26.9.

Yet another reason to get back on the weight loss plan!

Men on Vacation

If you know anything about me, you know I love to travel & most of my excursions are with my close friends & sometimes family.

My question is:

Do men posse-up & go on vacation, like us girls do?

When my friends & I travel, we sho' would like to meet & mingle with some single brothers but alas, we never seem to run into said brothers.   Now we have run into & hung out with a few groups of fun-loving brothers, but they were seeking the same thing we were - men! 

Are we picking the wrong destinations? The wrong time of year?

This inquiring mind would really like to know.

Violated

1986. I was 14 & a freshman in high school & my friend was 15 & a sophomore. We planned on attending a dance at her school one Friday evening & so we did.

I went to her house after school & we got all dolled up to go to the dance. We made it to the dance & I made a friend, yeah a boy friend. (I told y’all long ago, I’ve been boy crazy since kindergarten.) When the dance was over my friend wasn’t ready to go home. I really didn’t know anyone else so I was rolling with the crew. We ended up going to a local pizza parlor for food & drinks. Afterwards we all went to a friend’s house for an after-party.

When we got to the house, people (mostly high school kids) were in & out & having a good time. I took a seat in the living room, sipped on a soda, listened to the music & people watched. My friend and her boyfriend went into a back room to watch TV. (Yeah I know…)

Shortly afterwards, another young lady who was in the house came & asked if my name was “Monni”. I replied, “Yeah.” She said, “I think that girl is calling for you.” I’m like, “Huh?!” I get up & walk towards the rear of the house & my friend isn’t calling my name…she’s screaming it! I call back for her & she screams, “Monni! He’s got a gun!” I started to scream & cry. I push & push the door (with all of my then 135 lb. might) until I open it just enough to stick my arm in & flip the light switch. No sooner than I do, someone flips it back off & smashes my arm in the door, forcing me to pull it back.

I tried to get some help, but I was screaming & crying too hard for anyone to understand me. I pointed to the door and one of the guys went back & got a gun stuck in his face. A few moments later, 2 guys who I don’t recall entering the house, came out of the room. One holding a gun & the other zipping his pants. They walked out, got into a car & left. My friend had just been raped. She was crying & so was her boyfriend. I think he was 16, maybe 17. He was held at gunpoint & forced to sit there while this criminal violated her.

When she came out I grabbed her & hugged her so tight, they had to pull us apart. They put us in separate cars because we were hysterical & drove us back to her house. We ran up the stairs to tell her mom what happened. I was still crying uncontrollably. Her mom called the police.

By the time the detectives arrived my friend had somewhat calmed down. I was still a crying mess. So much so, that my friend was comforting me, & the detectives thought I was the victim. I hadn’t been touched.

The detectives were questioning my friend & I was still crying. Another male friend tried to comfort me, but he was actually getting on my nerves. I moved from room to room to cry in peace & he was on my heels. Her mother saw what he was doing & convinced him to leave me be & to just let me cry.

My friend’s father & grandmother show up. The detectives finish questioning everyone who was at the party {who came to the house} & then they left to take my friend to the ER. Her grandmother stayed at the house & continued the line of questioning with me. I told her what I could & I cried myself to sleep in her arms.

We later found out that the host’s parents were out of town & he didn’t have permission for the party.

That was the last house party my friend attended.

She doesn’t remember the violator’s face. I’ll never forget it.

I'm still the only person my friend can and will talk to about this. She shuts everyone else out. She couldn't even tell her fiance. She asked me to tell him the story.

I've never been in those shoes, but I wish I could warn every young woman of the possibility.

Mama's Baby, Papa's Maybe

Remember the old adage "Mama's baby, Papa's maybe...."?

I blog-hop when I want to read what's on the minds of others. In my travels, I came across an open-forum type blog about controversial opinions & found the comment of one person to be quite interesting.

This quote is verbatim. "I think single women who make the decision to have a child should be obligated to support it alone. If he's not obligated to YOU, he shouldn't be obligated to YOUR (the woman's) decision to have the child. " Author's identity withheld.

I don't know the author, and as a single mother, I certainly have an opinion on the topic & want to hear from you, especially the men.

I *Think* I Wanna Weave

 

I'm having a hair dilemma & ladies, I need your help. Fellas, feel free to toss in your nickel's worth also.

With my after hours workouts & this half-breed hair of mine, it's a pain & a challenge to get it together for my 9 to 5 on a daily basis. I'm extremely tender-headed and from shampoo to drying to a finished look, would take more than a few hours, which I don't have, from my daily routine.

I've never worn a weave, oh wait, I did have about 10-12 big braids once when I took a beach trip, if that counts. In an effort to continue my workouts and maintain my 9 to 5 look, I'm considering a few removable ponytail options for the office. However, I don't know where to start.

I refuse to seek advice from Soo Lee in the beauty supply house. I see them "counseling" black women all the time, but er um, naw, not the kid. I want to toss my nickel's worth in so very badly when I see sistas buying hair that is no where near their true or chemically treated textures, but I know how you black folks get so I keep quiet. I will take my sister with me so she can be sure the hair matches my own, before I go to work looking like something crazy.

So friends, what do you think about this drawstring ponytail on me?

this one?

or this one?

What about these Instant Ponytails?

this one?

or this one?

Does anybody know how often these things need to be replaced?

Holla!

It's Time to "Spring" Forward

Start:	Mar 9, '08 02:00a
End:	Mar 9, '08 02:30a

http://www.timeanddate.com/time/aboutdst.html

I hate this crap! I think we should stay "sprung" (pun intended) and leave well enough alone.

Airlines Guidelines For Lithium Batteries

http://safetravel.dot.gov/tips.html
As of January 1, 2008, travelers may no longer pack spare lithium batteries of any kind in checked baggage. Passengers wishing to carry spare lithium batteries for devices such as laptops, cell phones and cameras are now required to pack them in their carry-on baggage with the terminals covered/insulated. Travelers may check bags that contain batteries, as long as they are installed in electronic devices.

Step up office exercise with a treadmill desk - MayoClinic.com

http://www.mayoclinic.com/health/treadmill-desk/MM00706
I could definitely see using this at home, but the office...not so much.

What do you think?

Multiply Love & Hate

Ha!  Thought I was talking about you didn't ya? Well I kinda sorta am.

Here are a few things I love & hate about Multiply:

• I love that you can customize the viewings of your posts.
  
• I love that you can pick & choose who sees what - by groups and/or individuals.
  
• I hate when my fellow 'Pliers flood the message board with mass videos (even tho I love the ones that wax nostalgia) & blog imports (this needs to stop! LOL).  Here's a teeny tiny lil suggestion - post all your vids & import all your blogs (if you can) without the notification then post a single message or link announcing the mass imports & let your contacts knock themselves out.
  
• I love that you can pin your favorite posts to the top of the message board, so you don't have to fish for the ones you wish to follow.
  
• I hate faceless & unconnected users repeatedly viewing my page.  Even with limited viewing, that shit is just creepy.
  
• I hate that people who connect with you, yet never interact with you, will try to re-add you 15 seconds after you dump them.  Sorry Chief.  I have no desire to be a part of your wall of fame or shame.
  
• I hate that sisters have found it necessary to cyberstalk and/or contact the women who are connected to the men in their lives.  Ladies, this has got to stop - like yesterday!  Check your man!  Don't bring that shit to me.
  
• I love that you can page hop without being connected to everybody & their mama.

Most of all, I love that I'm connected to some of the best folks on-line...ever!

 

Throwback Thurs. - Fly Girl ~ 1985

Where my fellow Fly Girls at?! LOL This was my jam....and I loved me some fluorescent socks & stuff!


Fly Girl
The Boogie Boys
1985


Fly (Fly, fly, fly) girl
Fly (Fly, fly, fly) girl

Fly girl
A fly girl

A fly girl is a girl who wants you to see
Her name, her game and her ability
Two gold teeth and cold cash money
The guys are on her strap, she tends to act funny
She’s got Gazelli and a beanbag too
Fly girl I wanna be with you
You’re not the prettiest thing, girl, but that’s okay
Your painted-on jeans make you fresh any way
You’re wearin’ much gold like it ain’t no thing
You’ve got a name chain and a name earring
Your father is a doctor, a lawyer or a king (Girl)
Take me in your car, let’s go for a swing
One day you’re gonna be at the top of the world
And I’mma be on your back fly girl (Girl-girl)

A fly girl, a fly girl, a fly girl, a fly girl (Fly girl)
A fly girl, a fly girl, a fly girl, a fly girl (Fly girl)
A fly girl, a fly girl, a fly girl (Girl-girl), a fly girl (Girl-girl)

My name is Boogie Knight, and yes I’m a Capricorn
I like the fly girls who knows that they’re on
To my experience the girls who please
Are Gemini, Scorpio, and yes Pisces
I’m not prejudice, but I tell you right now
I don’t like a girl who eats the Puppy Chow
I don’t like a girl with mud in her toes
And feet that smells like anything goes
Dirty nails are what I hate most
But the gold fingernails are high post
I like pretty hair but I also know
Girls look fly in Kangols (Kangols)
I must say this if you like it or not
I can’t stand fluorescent socks
But let me shut up for now, bye-bye world
My name is Boogie Knight and I’ve got a fly girl

Girl (Girl), girl (Girl), girl (Girl), girl (Girl)
Girl (Girl), girl (Girl), girl (Girl), girl (Girl)
Fly girl
A fly girl

It’s the truth, I’ll tell no lie
Just men we dream and fantasize
About sandy brown hair and light brown eyes
A golden brown tan (Girl), big juicy thighs
Jeans so tight, you seem so right
You’re the most elusive lady (Girl) I’ve seen all night
Like a breech on the scene you’re just to cool
Your skin real soft and silky smooth
The voluptuous curves, the sway when you walk
You entice me, girl, just by the way you talk

A fly girl, a fly girl, a fly girl, a fly girl (Fly girl)
A fly girl, a fly girl, a fly girl, a fly girl (Fly girl)
A fly girl, a fly girl, a fly girl, a fly girl

Well, I’m Romeo J.D. and I have learned
Fly girl is name that you must earn
Fly girls are girls who speak their minds
Some sneaky, some freaky, some mean, some kind
Cold crush waves, fly Jheri curl
Gold watch, gold ring and a neck full o’ pearls
Real slim waist, a made up face
Heads turn, eyes burn when she comes in the place
Perfume from France, put you in a trance
Fly enough to mingle, too fly too dance
High stakers, big money makers
Some fly girls are cold heart breakers
Bank accounts of unbelievable amounts
Very picky ‘bout how their name’s pronounced
Designer purse, leather miniskirts
Not a speck of dirt, can’t help but flirt
She’ll make you choke like you inhale smoke
She gave you her number, it was Dial-A-Joke
You got a real nice voice you’ll be her choice
Till another man comes in a fly Rolls Royce
The guys get jealous, how can you blame us
You live a lifestyle of the rich and famous
You play your role, guys like control
Picturin’ you as a centerfold
Now from the Romeo J.D. "C’est la vie"
Each and every one of y’all is too much for me
Could it be your style or the way you smile
That outs you on top of the pile
Queen of the Nile, oh, sweet child
Fly girl you drive me wild (You drive me wild)

A fly girl, a fly girl, a fly girl, a fly girl (Fly girl)
A fly girl, a fly girl, a fly girl, a fly girl (Fly girl)
A fly girl, a fly girl, a fly girl, a fly girl

Girl (Girl), girl (Girl), girl (Girl-girl), girl (Girl)
Girl (Girl), girl (Girl), girl (Girl), girl (Girl)
Girl (Girl), girl (Girl)
Fly girl
A fly girl

Fly (Fly, fly, fly) girl
Fly (Fly, fly, fly) girl

Girl, girl, girl (Girl), girl (Girl)
Girl (Girl-Girl)

Selling Yourself

Today is the day to "sell yourself" and no, not in the Hookers at the Point kinda way , but as if you were marketing yourself as a "brand". 

Examples:

• Covergirl --Easy, breezy, beautiful
• Ford--Built Tough
• L'oreal--Because you're worth it
• Allstate--You're in good hands 

Way Back Wed. - Double Dutch Bus

My mama had this one on a 12 inch too.
I never knew this song was really about the Philly transit system.


Double Dutch Bus ~ 1981

by Frankie Smith

Give me a HO if you've got your funky bus fare…HO

There's a double dutch bus comin' down the street
Movin pretty fast
So kinda shuffle your feet
Get on the bus and pay your fare
And tell the driver that you're
Goin' to a Double Dutch Affair
Fe Fi Fo Fum
Well I'll be darn here it comes
The Double Dutch Bus is on the street
You'd better get off the curb
Move your feet

Bus fare trans-pass
That's the way my money lasts
Ain't got no car to get around
When I go to work I've gotta go downtown
Now I've missed my train
That's a darn shame
When I'm running late no sleep's to blame
If you've gotta wife you know I'm right
Gotta special man well I can understand
Uptown, downtown everybody's getting down
Say uptown say downtown
Well I've missed my bus I know I'm late
I've gotta do something I knio0w I hate
I'm gonna walk to work fifteen blocks
I already got a hole in my socks
Go ahead and laugh that's okay
Cause what I really wanna say
I got bad feet my corns hurt
To top it off I'm lost for work
Let me tell you what I say
When I'm dealing with the funky sidewalk
Let me show you how to walk
When I gotta do my funky walk
Let me tell you what I say
When I'm dealing with the funky sidewalk
I say sssssssss-sugar

(Rep with children)

Bip, bomp, bam, alakazam
But only when you're grooving
With the Double Dutch Man
Put on your skates don't forget your rope
Cause I know I'm gonna see you
At my Double Dutch Show
Rebecca, Lolita, Veshawn and Dawn
Everytime you do the Double Dutch you really turn it on '
Bilzarbra, Mitzery, Milzetty, Kilsan
Titzommy, Kitzerrance, Kilzommy that's my man
Come on get on my Double Dutch Bus
(The Double Dutch Bus)

Let me hear you say do that
(Do that)
Let me hear you say Do that again
(Do that again)
Let me hear you say do the do
Let me hear you say do the do the do
Do the do, do do do do do

Another Damn Snow Day!

The view from my front door.

As a kid, I loved snow days.  Now, not so much.

There are 10 inches on the horizon....and not the "good" inches either!

View from the back door.

Snoop Dogg's Fatherhood (Reality Show) - Season Finale

Rating:	★★★★★
Category:	Other

Surprisingly enough, this is easily one of my favorite reality shows. Snoop and his family are funny as hell. Between him, his Roscoe's Chicken & Waffles, the wife & kids, the dogs & his team, I'm always laughing.

The season finale was last nite & it made me cry (happy tears)! Snoop actually surprised his wife with a beautiful renewal ceremony.

Charlie Wilson hosted & sang. Damian Hall & Teddy Riley were there & the 3 of them sang "Let's Chill" - Snoop & Shante's song. Snoop was singing, hugging his wife & was crying! Mofo made me tear up! LMAO

The show airs on E! channel.

When Best Friends Forever Fall Out - Part I

I have 2 best friends - Nita & Linda - and 1 honorable mention - Lashon.

I've known Nita all my life.  We grew up across the street from each other.  Our uncles were running buddies before we were born.

Ironically, I met Linda thru Nita.  Linda is the paternal aunt to Nita's 2 older children.  I met her almost 2 decades ago.  I'm actually closer to Linda.  We have more in common.

As life would have it, my friendships with them both hit a rough spot & took a while to recover.  Allow me to share & you should feel free to comment.

Let me preface this portion of the story by stating I've done some dirt in my time, so I'm not judging & this particular incident was about 14 years ago (before my dirt went down).

When Nita's kids were 5, 3 and almost 2, she was seeing a married man, regularly.  I was totally against the whole situation, but I was more against her allowing her children to actually get to know this man.  I felt and still feel like if you choose to be an adulterer, no one should know but the two parties involved.  Not your kids, not your family, not your friends, well maybe your BFF for safety reasons, but no one else.

It was understood that we'd always have each others back, but knowing my friends the way I do, I made it clear that if some bullshit ever went down about their relationship with somebody else's husband, I am not & will not be involved.  Period.

Nita & her kids were in the grocery store & she spotted him.  She noticed he was with a woman who was later determined to be his wife.  They played it off & she went in the opposite direction.  As luck would have it, her daughter saw him & ran over to him.  Of course the wife wanted to know who this child belonged to & how she knew her husband. 

The wife (and her sister or cousin) approached Nita and asked how she knew her husband.  Some words were exchanged, but didn't get violent.

When Nita called me & filled me in, my reply was, "Why are you telling me? I knew this was bound to happen."  She said,"That bitch & her sister/cousin act like they wanted to jump me & I don't think it's over!" I replied, "Well dawg, that's an ass whuppin' you will take alone.  I'm not fighting any woman over any man, let alone her damn husband!"  She hung up on me.

I later found out she called several mutual friends about our falling out and the vote was split 50/50.  Half said I wasn't really her friend & should've had her back no matter what.  The other half said I gave her fair warning so she shouldn't have been surprised. One went on to say, "No, she wouldn't have been your friend if she told you she had your back and then let you get yo ass kicked."  As far as I was concerned, this chic was on the money!!

We didn't speak for 6 months.  I did call on her daughter's birthday & left a message for the kid.  She called me back & let me talk to her.  The kid was whining that she missed me & wanted to come to my house.  I told her I would come pick her up if her mama said it was ok.  She did.

I went to pick her up & we picked up also.  Neither ever bringing up the day we fell out. 

Did I say she continued seeing this dude?  Well she did, but I never said nary a word about him & neither did she.

We are still friends to this day & probably will be for the rest our lives.

Tuesday Morning

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