As Ice Cube says, I gotta say it was good day

Overall not a bad day, despite the flare-up inspired by what my hairdresser did to me a month ago.  It hit hard today.  A bad hair day with a bad hair cut.  I hurled that bottle of John Frieda’s Frizz-Ease into the tub.  The squirter part flew into the window and I still can’t find the top – eh!  Maybe it’s not for black people hair.  But I can’t blame John Frieda.  Nope, I blame my hairdresser.

But not a bad day at all really.  Mondays and Tuesdays are my Saturday and Sunday which kind of sucks because my friends can’t play with me sometimes because they have to work.  But because the economy stinks a few are unemployed and are able to. I thought I would go to the Hudson River Museum, but wouldn’t you know it’s closed Mondays and Tuesdays.  I don’t get a weekend vibe being off these days.

Ah but not so bad, despite my plans to do this that and the other being overtaken by lethargy.  I never understood how you’d ask people what they were doing over the weekend and they’d say, sleeping in.  Sleeping in!!!???  Are you kidding?  What a waste of time.  Actually I hate sleeping and I hate eating.  Today my body paid me back for all that hysterical running around like a chicken without a head I did the previous week.  I fought down to the minute though.  At 12 noon when the sluggishness hit, I brought a book and my eyeglasses with me to bed.  But nope, my brain wouldn’t allow it.  So I went to sleep and had some lame ass dream I can’t remember now.  All I know is that it was lame, I remember that.

I got up and started reading blogs and reminisced about the time before blogging and Face book last March when my computer time was spent simply checking aol, playing chess with the computer, editing one of my stories, and listening to Pandora.  Today I discovered ‘online’ that a guy I liked is bisexual.  Some of you may know I LOVE men like that – but screw him and his new relationship – it’s with a girl by the way – and I hear she’s ugly and she stinks – nah just jivin’.  I wish them the best of luck really I do – hehehe.  I also discovered a video by Justin Timberlake and Andy Samberg called Mother Lover – now where the hell was I when this came out?  Stupendous!

I hope I can be as accepting tomorrow of my day as I was with my day today, however imperfect it was, and I wish the same for all of you.  As Ice Cube says, I gotta say it was good day.

Baaad Bunny

My hateful bunny post the other day was so evil – I had to get on the other side of it.  Carrie also reminded me of needing a balance.  To be whole, one needs balance.  So I thought, Now I’ll write about love.  But what I really want is to write porno.  I haven’t watched porno in ages but I know I could make up something really good.  I’ve never written anything like this before, so it would be an adventure.

I’m just sharing my process, what’s in my head.  Unfortunately I wouldn’t put any porno on my blog.  I don’t have the balls for that.  I know you’re disappointed.  But when I finish writing it, just look for books published under one of these names:  Aysia Marie, Misty Kelly, Harlem Cherry, Angel Black, Shameeka Blue, Tailor Lee Tyler, and Velveeta von Sapen Heusen.  I’m going to be using these pseudonyms.

Have a great weekend and drink responsibly!

Grandma Auntie Sandee

Yeah that’s me in my pajamas, in my sister’s backyard, soaking wet. Ghetto right?  She had the sprinklers on for the kids and the bubble machine going.  “Mama, it’s a party?”  Says my four year old nephew.   “Yes, yes honey.  It’s a party,” says my sister.  Yeah sure it was a party.  I only had one pair of pajamas.  They dried fine.  I wore them to bed again that night.  Wanna know what my nephew calls me, sometimes?  Grandma.  So.  How was y’alls weekend?