I just got off the phone with her. I see so much of myself in her. She’s so tough and strong and has so much common sense. She’s compassionate and smart. She kills me with her country accent, though. Memphis, TN all day. LOL!
She was telling me about her acid reflux that she’s been dealing with. Then we started talking about my parents (*sigh*) and then we started talking about my grandfather who died before I was born. She always manages to drop a little knowledge on me…most times without intending to.
Love.Her!
In other news, I remember when I met up with Nina while in NY (seriously, do people look as cute as she did that early in the morning?! She’s looking all fresh-faced while I looked like Beowulf!) she said something along the lines of seeing someone on the train, thinking they’re attractive but then…never seeing that mofo again.
Well, this past Saturday I went to a MAC T.ournament game. It was Univ at B.uffalo vs. Univ of A.kron. I was there with D (he’s an Akron alum), his little sister and her boyfriend. We’re standing in line and I look over and see complete and total yumminess. There’s this guy standing there with some other UB supporters. He was tall and dark-skinned. He had a great body, the cutest beard and pearly white teeth with a gorgeous smile. I was trying hard not to look but he caught me. LOL! For the 10 minutes we were standing in line, he and I kept catching each other’s eye. He didn’t come over and say anything and I certainly didn’t (hello, D). We finally gained admission and because he and I were in different lines, we lost sight of each other.
*sigh* He was so sexy. What are the chances I’ll ever see him again? Pretty damn slim. It doesn’t just happen in NY.
In other other news, I’m sick and this is some bullshit. Everytime the weather changes, without fail, I get sick. I do appreciate the 60 and 70 degree days we’ve been having but this sore throat shit is for the birds. Oh well…let me crack open this OJ. Have a good one!
Ok…I’ve actually had this phone for close to a month now but I’m just getting around to posting about it. I was pretty satisfied with my Voyager but Verizon pulled me in…”World’s first touch screen Blackberry” blah blah blah. I honestly went into a Verizon store on 5 different occassions within the timespan of a month to play with it. The biggest hurdle for me would be going from having a physical keyboard to a virtual one. I used to be able to text while driving (BAD! BAD! BAD!) but I can’t do it with this phone. I don’t even try anymore. Overall, I am really digging this phone. Besides the fact that it’s sexy as hell, I still have all the features that I loved having with my Voyager (VZ Navigator, etc.) but now I have Visual Voicemail which I muthafuggin love. I love getting my personal email instantly and love even more that my job didn’t make me set up my corporate email. Ha!
Right now, I don’t make the monthly payments for this phone. Around June, I’ll have to start. I’m going to loathe that shit. *sad face*
So far, no major gripes. My screen sometimes freezes up and I have to take the battery out but that’s only happened twice. This could be unacceptable to some people but this phone has a lotta shit going on so I can deal with it…for now.
…sometimes the most impatient person in the world. I want what I want when I want it. Things being out of wack in my life leaves me distracted and with a weird feeling in my tummy.
Most times in my attempt to make things right in my world, I move too fast. Act before thinking. I don’t always allow things to just be until they naturally settle where they should. It is extremely difficult for me to just chill…sit back and see how shit flows. I need to know what is and what isn’t at all times.
I know…this is completely random and all over the place but very relevant to how I’m feeling right now.
Situation: You meet someone via the internet and almost instantly you are vibing with them. You live a few hours away from this person and after several months of talking, texting and emailing you make plans to go and see them. A week or so before your planned trip, you get an anonymous text from a Gmail email account. The text says that the person you’ll be spending the weekend with is actually their real life boo and that you’d better stay away from them. After a series of texts between you and Anonymous and a conversation with your internet boo, you get the feeling that it’s some B.S. Anonymous won’t confirm that they are indeed talking about your internet boo. Your internet boo assures you that they don’t have a significant other and they have no idea who Anonymous is. You both come to the conclusion that maybe it’s one of the few people who know about the upcoming weekend trip and that they must be playing a practical joke. Nothing more is thought of it.
You go on your trip and have a fantastic time. Your internet boo is all you dreamed of and more. You become even more smitten.
A couple nights later, you get an email from Anonymous. They come with loads of info this time. They know everything about you and your internet boo. They even know exactly what hotel you stayed in while visiting. They say that they have internet boo’s email password and that’s how they have all this intel. They say they are willing to forward emails to prove they are telling the truth as well as give you their real email address and phone number. They tell you that they also live a few hours away from internet boo and that they don’t see them often but they have been exclusive for almost a year. They tell you that they wouldn’t confirm internet boo’s identity because they didn’t want them to change their email password and therefore cut off the source of their snoopage.
Distressed, you go to your internet boo with all this. They are upset and feel as if they are being accused. They tell you to get the email address and phone number of Anonymous and talk to them to get the “proof” you want. They stick to their story that they do not have a significant other and do not know who Anonymous is. At this point, your internet boo says that they still care and want to maintain a friendship but you can tell they are pissed and turned off by the situation.
You’re not sure if it’s because you are smitten or not but you believe your internet boo. They have never given indications that they had a significant other and don’t seem like the type to lie about something like this. They have been up front with you since day one about other people they were dating. While you have a gut feeling that they are not lying, you also have a gut feeling that Anonymous IS someone who knows your internet boo and is possibly trying to throw shade.
Your internet boo is pissed and they just continue to tell you to go and get the ”proof”. You are upset because you don’t know what to believe.
So…what do you do? Do you drop the whole situation and just move forward with internet boo? Because of the distance between you two, you couldn’t really see a relationship happening but you are extremely smitten…OR do you contact Anonymous and try to get that “proof”?
You’re on a plane. Right before take off, one last passenger is let on. He sits in the empty seat next to you. You glance over at him and notice that he’s young and Middle Eastern. He looks at you and smiles and then buckles his seatbelt. The plane takes off and about 20 minutes later you hear murmuring coming from the seat next to you. You look over and the young man sitting next to you is holding a small booklet in which all the writing is Arabic. His eyes are closed and he seems to be praying. He’s rocking back and forth slightly and sweating, although it’s freezing on the plane.
Alrighty so, my friend (Tray) and I arrived in NY late, late, late Thursday night. Milly and her friend (Cass) had been there since Tuesday. Tray and I survive an almost plane crash (real talk) and the horribly bad driving of our car service driver and arrive at the apartment we’d be living in for the weekend. While the driver is taking our bags out of the car, Milly and Cass come outside and give us big hugs. My first words, “Awwww, Milly, you’re so little!!!” LOL! She really is, though.
We go inside and talk and talk and I secretly take notes on their accents cause…you know…I had to have one. I am schooled on the ins and outs of West Indian food, English money and the KEY differences between wallets, purses and bags. (P.S. Only men carry wallets. A woman’s “wallet” is called a purse while what we think of as a purse is actually called a bag. Word.)
At this point, I think it was closing on 2am so I bid the girls adieu and went upstairs to our apartment to pass out. But, before I did that…I took a video of our spot for the weekend.
Like to see it? Here it go: (Don’t laugh at the way I talk! For some reason D was cracking up at the way I say “weird” but I’ve talked like this since forever and certainly since I’ve known him…whatever. It was late. Fuck all of youse. LOL!)
The next morning we got up and ventured out for breakfast. We went to Peaches and though we had a good time, the food was just alright. We probably all should have gotten their brownie and ice cream instead. We did some shopping after that and massive amounts of walking around the city. Fun! We had plans to meet Jas (Opinionated Diva) and Liv (Ms. Behaving) for dinner at Spic.e Market so we headed back home to get changed.
Here’s Tray and I on the A train:
You know, speaking of the A train…people are nucking futs in NY, man! It’s like…Showtime at the Apollo and America’s Most Wanted all rolled into one. We caught this performance:
(I didn’t have any money for him, though one chick did give him some sunflower seeds.)
And this guy:
(I gave him $3. I love jazz. LOL!)
We arrive at the restaurant late but actually right on time and the food, drinks and convo are good. Jas and Liv are exactly as I imagined. Great chicks, for real. Um, so I can’t post pics of them LOL but here are some others for your viewing pleasure:
We leave the restaurant, make plans with Liv to go out Saturday night and head home.
Early Saturday morning, I got up early and met Nina (Caged Black Bird) for breakfast at B.readStuy. We had a good time just talking, playing with some lady’s baby and eating red velvet cake. LOL! She took me to J.unior’s and I bought a cheesecake for myself and the rest of the girls.
We did some more walking around and picture taking, met up with her friend Alicia and walked around some more. I don’t think I have authorization to post a pic LOL but chick is sooooo super cute. Here I am rushing out of the house, face barely washed (cause I was late meeting her) and she’s there with just the right amount of makeup, looking like a tiny supermodel. LOL! After a couple hours with Nina, I had to head back. The girls and I head to Times Square to do touristy crap and eat lunch at Hard Rock Cafe. We took an awesome pic there:
and were swindled into buying the 2 (!!!) $10 packages.
We walk more and more and more and end up on 5th Avenue. Took pics of Trump Tower, the Louis Vuitton store and others. We tried to find the Coach store but that ish proved to be elusive than a mofo! We even asked NYers and clerks in other stores on 5th and no one could tell us where it was. It wasn’t meant to be. *sniffle*
We got back to the apartment and made plans with Liv to meet up at close to midnight to go clubbing. I took a nap so I’d be ready. Liv called me at 12:30 or so and she could hear how asleep I was! LOL! We didn’t end up going out but from Liv’s FB status the next day I saw that she did and had a good time…prolly too much of a good time. LOL!
The next morning was Sunday…our last day there. Alicia told me to check out F.ood for Thought at the end of our street so that’s where we went for breakfast. Cass met up with her brother for tea (how Brit is that?!) so Milly, Tray and I ate first and Cass joined us later. The food was really good and our waiter, Quincy, was really funny and a cutie. Isn’t that right, Milly? *wink wink* Somebody I know said something about putting him in her suitcase and taking him home. To England.
I took some video after Cass had joined us:
BTW, that whole orange juice thing. Yeah. I ordered orange juice with my breakfast and as soon as I said “Can I have orange juice, please?” Quincy asked where I was from. LOL! I told him Cleveland and he started laughing at me saying I said orange juice funny. I asked how he says it and he New Yorked it and said “R-Range juice”. Say that. R-Range. I say Oar-Nge. Whatever. LOL!
After breakfast, we went back down the block and since it was such a nice day out we started taking pictures on the stoop.
1:45pm arrived and Tray and I had to head to the airport. I was a beast and I didn’t cry though I gave Milly a lot of extra squeezes. Tray, on the other hand, was weeping as soon as we pulled off. LMAO!
All in all, it was a great weekend and I can’t wait to come back! BTW, there are way more pics…I think we all had cameras but my computer is on some bitch shit and it’s taking forever to post pics AND video so add me on Facebook and you can see the rest. Peace!
…is coming. I have to see which pictures I have permission to post LOL and get them all loaded onto my computer.
All in all, I love New York, I adore Brooklyn, I had a shitload of fun with TomGurl, her friend Cass, Diva, Ms. B, Caged Black Bird and her friend Alicia. I have been to NY a number of times but this was my favorite trip, by far. And it wasn’t just because I got some fly ass boots on sale at DSW. You ladies are absolutely fabulous and I honestly cannot wait to come back.
I will be in NYC next weekend…Feb 5 through the 8th. Original intention of the trip is to finally meet my beloved Tom Girl. (BTW, I’m so excited about this I want to throw up — I plan to record her talking in her lovely accent LOL) But now I’m also pretty sure that I’ll get to meet Ms. B and Op Diva.
Eb, Nina, Karrie Beautiful, any other NYC bloggers, leave me a comment if you’d like to maybe meet up for drinks or something while I’m there.
Most states allow you to request a free copy of your credit report every year. Instead of getting all 3 credit reports at one time, I suggest staggering them.
Request your Experian report this month. In April or May, request the report from Equifax. At the end of the year, request the report from TransUnion. You can request whichever one you want first, second or third but now that I think about it…I’d probably request TransUnion first. From my experience, that’s the one most widely used by those checking your credit. And the sooner you have that one, the more likely you’ll be able to start working on any things you want to change.
You can get your free credit reports via free.credit.report dot com. I’m not typing that out…don’t need a gang of people happening upon my site. LOL!
Now, go forth, request your report, write out a plan of action to turn those negative remarks to positive ones and don’t say I ain’t never gave you nothing!
