Archive for June, 2009


Who puts $2.00 of gas in their car…

Wi$e-Guy Money Roll, originally uploaded by Gnerk.

In the midst of my new explorative relationship with Mr. Anytime, I met various characters along the way. There was one guy, Mr. Economical, who decided for our first date we’d go to a fun center in Alpharetta. We stopped at the gas station on Buford Hwy for him to put $2.00 worth of gas in his car. Yes, $2.00! Now even if this was 1998, and gas was $1.00 a gallon- 1) we were not going to make it from Buford Hwy to Alpharetta on two gallons and 2. Read More


Usually I wouldn’t… but It’s Michael Jackson R.I.P


A true entertainer. An infamous legend.  He will never be replaced. Never duplicated. RIP

“I wouldn’t be who I am today in the industry, without him. There is not a name bigger in Entertainment” – Ludacris


We have to know we deserve better…

Stupid girls, originally uploaded by Ms. Palindrome.

To avoid appearing self indulgent, I wanted to share stories of people that I know and/or heard of, and the various situations they encountered during my relationship struggles that made me feel as if my drama was never quite “that” bad. Honestly it’s these stories that keep women, and some men in trouble. We feel that the stories we are listening too over our self implemented- extended lunch breaks, are mountains compared to our molehills. When we should wonder who is listening to our story feeling like our drama is worse than theirs, and rejoice they don’t have to walk in our shoes… Read More


Where did all of this cushion come from…

Massive Group Pillow Fight at Union Square in NYC, originally uploaded by everyday_i_live.

If Betty can be called ugly, I guess I have to accept fat. And  not phat like Monique boasts about (although I hear she’s dropped a ton of weight), but I am overweight.  (Not obesely- please don’t get it twisted) I’m as cute as a butter leather Prada bag, but thicker than I should be. Truth be told, this has been a mental struggle all my life that has evolved into a reality. What do I mean? When I was in high school, I was right at 150 lbs. But my neck was thin, my thighs were tight (thanks to the Southwest Dekalb Drill Team), and my stomach was flat. Read More


A Few Good Men..

I’m typically not a broken record however I am a Libra by most of its definitions. We are smart, cute, funny, and indecisive. So when a relationship ended for me, I would normally second guess myself, wondering if I had made the right decision and apparently the men would feel that way as well, because they would be open to dating again.

Now, don’t get it twisted- they would present the idea, but I would accept it, and usually without hesitation. Everyone deserves a second chance so what’s wrong with a third of fourth? I heard Madea say in one of her roles, as long as he is making a different mistake every time, and not the same one over and over, you can work it out.

So, I would do a repetitive song and dance with everyone I dated and later rather, than sooner, eventually call it quits. I would from there go through a series of miscellaneous half hearted relationships, if I can even call them that. Not quit sure if I would ever be able to trust Read More


Dating isn’t always fun…

Well my instincts were right on. We were together again. But this time, being a little older and more mature, I wasn’t impressed with how he was beginning to settle for the glam of his chosen lifestyle. I have wasted so much time in my life, but I was truly displeased with how he was wasting his. Needless to say, it wasn’t for me and we went our separate ways. (Let me reiterate how much I loved this man and how tough this transition would be). Months would go by and I wouldn’t hear from him, but then out of the blue he would call. He would work himself back into my weak spot and we would talk, at first every blue moon then more frequently until it became regular again. At some point the calls, remembering the good times and laughing with him became too much for me. Read More


My first love…

Couple black swan, originally uploaded by maruli786.

Well of course there were social and personal affects occurring at that same time in my life. When I began GSU, I was instantly attracted to a guy who would eventually be mine. He was a football player, from a more southern part of Georgia, with a baby and baby’s mother that were left behind so he could pursue his all American start (We’ll call him Mr. Football). He was quite a ladies man, with a medium brown complexion, bald head, and broad shoulders. He was so many things to me. He was handsome, funny, smart, athletic, and seemingly sensitive to my “sheltered city girl persona”. We became friends and then we became confidants. He finally saw the light and made me his wife… No. Kidding! It rhymed. Read More

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