Okay, so Sunday was really, really nice. I'm talking 77 degrees and of course in Chicago, it was windy as hell. I felt like I was stuck in a Beyonce video as my hair blew all around my face. All I needed was some high heels and a Versace dress (not to mention her shape to go in the dress). We had dinner at my grandmother's house. It is so weird only having one grandma now, but I have definitely learned to cherish the moments I spend with my family.
Dinner was nice, the usual fanfare with my mother, little cousins, aunt and my brother and his wife, who were in route to spend the day at Great America - my brother is such a kid at heart.
Memorial Day!
I slept in without a care in the world. There is just something about a holiday being on a Monday that just warms me. I finally came out into the land of the living around 1:00, and my mother was on her way to the store to get charcoal! I went up to her apartment, and to her defense she had all of the meat cleaned and seasoned, but by then I half expected everything to be done. The highlight of my day was sharing the Thriller album with my little four year-old cousin Isaiah. We danced around my apartment and sang "Beat It" like we were in the video. Oh the joys of actually listening to good music with today's youth. I was so pleased. My other little cousin, Jonee and I played Blackjack, of which at nine, she is getting very good at.
At one point Isaiah and Jonee were playing around on the ottoman and I noticed something. I think he has a foot fetish! At four! Just little things he has done over the past couple of years, but mainly he seems fascinated with feet. So he wanted his turn on the ottoman so he could fall off and hit the floor hard (must be a boy thing). Well Jonee spent a minute too long on the ottoman and he decided to help her out and push her off. He grabbed her legs and began pushing. Jonee took her feet and began pushing back, yelling, "Smell them." Isaiah laughed and proceeded without hesitating to put her foot in his mouth. I about died. Jonee writhed off the ottoman, spasming from being grossed out, as Isaiah victoriously jumped on the ottoman laughing before falling off with a thud. I will keep a watch on that development. I have a male friend who has a foot fetish, and once I asked him when did it start and he responded at five. I thought that's impossible, but now I am not so sure.
Overall, my holiday was fun and relaxing and the weather was perfect. Memorial Day brought a whopping 83 degrees and breezy in Chicago.
Today....I woke up and padded to the television wondering what the temps would be. I figured it would be a bit cool in the morning, and maybe we would have a high of about 75. The weather lady on WGN news said the high would be 51. I changed the channel. CBS, ABC, and NBC all predicted a high of around 50 degrees. I was still in denial. I decided to open the window and see for myself. I opened up the window and a big gush of COLD air came blowing into my apartment. I quickly shut the window and with disdain, got ready for work. As soon as I stepped outside, my cape flew up in the air and cold air assailed me. Who in the hell left the gate open? What happened to my beautiful summer??? Less then twenty-four hours earlier, it was beach weather!
Well that's it for now. To all of the military men and women, I pray that God keeps you safe, and that you have enough warm memories and inner peace to sustain you!
It Must Be Magic is the euphoric feeling I got the first time I listened to the Teena Marie album of the same title. I hope anyone who reads my blog will share with me in that feeling.
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Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Monday, May 26, 2008
Miscellaneous Randomness...Memorial Day Edition!
Okay, so I am happy to say that I finally washed my car this weekend. It was with much procrastination and pep talks that I finally got off my arse at 7:00 pm Saturday evening and washed it. Sad, yes I know, but it feels good to finally have a clean car. Now I am in the club...LOL!
My last random post, I said I was sick of Hillary Clinton, but at this point I just wish this chick would just move to Canada or something. Oh where to begin...let's see she put her foot and her ankle into her mouth on Saturday by explaining her reason for still hanging around in this race being due to RFK's assassination occurring in June of '68! What??? Everyone is trying to understand what that has to do with anything. Is it her way of saying June is the proper time to move on? Is it her subtle way of suggesting to her racist pundits and supporters that maybe Obama should be 86'd by then? Or was it her classless way of somehow reverting how incredibly ridiculous it is for her to still be in this race. Her campaign is $31 million dollars in debt, and if no one offers to cover the debt, it could cost American taxpayers....WTF!!!!!!!! Then, if that's not bad enough, this witch gets on stage in Puerto Rico on Sunday and blames her stupid RFK remark on the Obama campaign, apparently everyone being shocked and appalled by it is completely due to the Obama campaign taking it out of context.
Alright, it is time for the truth to come out. This chick is on ridalin! She has to be, because there is just no way a sane, intelligent woman would open her mouth and say the things that have been flying out of Hillary's mouth. At this point, I personally feel sorry for her supporters, especially all of the women whose dreams and hopes were to see her as the first woman to be president. In the words of the Three Stooges, "IT AIN"T GONNA HAPPEN!"
The Feds arrested 400 immigrants in Iowa. 400! That is unbelievable. I personally think it is harsh for that to occur. I mean these are men, women and children facing prison time for being illegal. But, what if they have been trying to become legalized? Clearly, prison is too harsh.
I decided to do some last minute grocery shopping for the holiday. Get some hot dogs and what not, and as I was making my way back home, I made a stop off South Chicago. For those not from the windy, it is a cross-street on the Southside that runs NE to SE. In the summertime, you may find a lot of bikers along South Chicago. But today, in the midst of our first big warm day, it looked more like Crenshaw in South Central, Los Angeles. Cars sitting on power truck tires were double-parked, females were sitting (crack-out) outside of windows and moonroofs. Men were leathered up on motorcycles and I felt so uncomfortably out of place, I was counting the minutes until I was away from the melee. It was something to see, but it looked like a drive-by waiting to happen. You know that feeling that you get when something bad is about to happen. I practically floored it to the crib.
I counted almost seven muffin tops today. Why do females with guts refuse to wear pants/skirts/shorts that fit their bellies. That too tight, too small look never worked! Speaking of style, I saw a guy on the bus Thursday with a busted high-top fade circa 1990. I didn't realize my mouth was open until it began to feel dry. He reminded me of this boy I graduated from grammar school with. His fade was always off, like his barber didn't realize the amount that should have been cut close and the amount that should remain on the crown of his head. It was even leaning a little bit, I had to blink and check my cell to make sure it was 2008.
For all of those who have family in the military or had them active at some point, I wish you a peaceful Memorial Day! I truly pray the safety of those still overseas, wherever they may be.
My last random post, I said I was sick of Hillary Clinton, but at this point I just wish this chick would just move to Canada or something. Oh where to begin...let's see she put her foot and her ankle into her mouth on Saturday by explaining her reason for still hanging around in this race being due to RFK's assassination occurring in June of '68! What??? Everyone is trying to understand what that has to do with anything. Is it her way of saying June is the proper time to move on? Is it her subtle way of suggesting to her racist pundits and supporters that maybe Obama should be 86'd by then? Or was it her classless way of somehow reverting how incredibly ridiculous it is for her to still be in this race. Her campaign is $31 million dollars in debt, and if no one offers to cover the debt, it could cost American taxpayers....WTF!!!!!!!! Then, if that's not bad enough, this witch gets on stage in Puerto Rico on Sunday and blames her stupid RFK remark on the Obama campaign, apparently everyone being shocked and appalled by it is completely due to the Obama campaign taking it out of context.
Alright, it is time for the truth to come out. This chick is on ridalin! She has to be, because there is just no way a sane, intelligent woman would open her mouth and say the things that have been flying out of Hillary's mouth. At this point, I personally feel sorry for her supporters, especially all of the women whose dreams and hopes were to see her as the first woman to be president. In the words of the Three Stooges, "IT AIN"T GONNA HAPPEN!"
The Feds arrested 400 immigrants in Iowa. 400! That is unbelievable. I personally think it is harsh for that to occur. I mean these are men, women and children facing prison time for being illegal. But, what if they have been trying to become legalized? Clearly, prison is too harsh.
I decided to do some last minute grocery shopping for the holiday. Get some hot dogs and what not, and as I was making my way back home, I made a stop off South Chicago. For those not from the windy, it is a cross-street on the Southside that runs NE to SE. In the summertime, you may find a lot of bikers along South Chicago. But today, in the midst of our first big warm day, it looked more like Crenshaw in South Central, Los Angeles. Cars sitting on power truck tires were double-parked, females were sitting (crack-out) outside of windows and moonroofs. Men were leathered up on motorcycles and I felt so uncomfortably out of place, I was counting the minutes until I was away from the melee. It was something to see, but it looked like a drive-by waiting to happen. You know that feeling that you get when something bad is about to happen. I practically floored it to the crib.
I counted almost seven muffin tops today. Why do females with guts refuse to wear pants/skirts/shorts that fit their bellies. That too tight, too small look never worked! Speaking of style, I saw a guy on the bus Thursday with a busted high-top fade circa 1990. I didn't realize my mouth was open until it began to feel dry. He reminded me of this boy I graduated from grammar school with. His fade was always off, like his barber didn't realize the amount that should have been cut close and the amount that should remain on the crown of his head. It was even leaning a little bit, I had to blink and check my cell to make sure it was 2008.
For all of those who have family in the military or had them active at some point, I wish you a peaceful Memorial Day! I truly pray the safety of those still overseas, wherever they may be.
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