The After Party

Y’all know I have a uh ‘condition’. Because of this, I have to take medicine twice a week to keep everything in line. But I do have an appointment this month to see if the situation has been resolved. Anyway, when my doctor (who is awesome and my soror) gave me the medicine, she went through all the side affects. She told me to take it for a montn and if I have the side affects after that point, she’d put me on something else. I did have the side affects but I just took the medicine before I went to bed so the illness I got when I digested the medicine wouldn’t really ruin my day. (more…)

By now, you’ve heard about Utah and Birmingham, AL cutting work weeks down to four days. I was watching the news and one report said that each driver individually would save less than $8 by cutting out one day of communting. But the mayor of Birmingham pointed out that with 4000 less (city) workers on the road each week, it would be good for the city. Less road wear and tear, less accidents, etc. Or at least that’s how I figured once he pointed out that traffic would flow easier with less people on the road. And their government offices will still be able to keep the same hours!! One lady pointed out that by working four days a week, she only had to pay for child care for four days. Yet another benefit. She gets to spend an extra day with her kids too!!! Score for work-life balance!! (more…)

Thanks for being nice to Stephanie yesterday. Now all we gotta do is get Goldie to actually write comments on the blog instead of calling me with them.

Oh and could y’all please click on THIS LINK? Our very own CreoleInDC done listed her favorite things!! Let’s make her famous!!

So uh, y’all know the Taboo Party was on Friday, right?? And y’all know I went, right? Yeah well, it rained earlier in the day and I wore flip-flops (shut up LH). I have showered several times since I rolled in at 7 on Saturday morning. I’m still pretty sure my feet are dirty. All in all, it was a great party. If you were there and stayed to the end, my posse was the one sitting on carefully spread plastic plates on the grass at the sun came up. It was so sad. People twice our age were still dancing as the sun came up. We were trying to gather enough energy to make it off of the property. My left knee still hurts and I don’t know why. Oh and I hope everyone got their tickets for the John Mayer concert AND the Rock The Bells Festival. All I’m saying is BE THERE OR BE WACK! (more…)

THIS IS GUEST BLOGGER STEPHANIE!! MAKE HER FEEL AT HOME!!!

~HOSTESS

I’ve been passively dating on the internet for about two years. By passively I mean just that. I put up a profile and some pictures I felt reflected the cute me and sat back and waited for the dudes to come knocking. That should have been enough right, because my milkshake brings all the boys to the yard (haha). (more…)

Shout to Leon of ListenToLeon fame. I ran into him last night at this spot I used to frequent but can no longer go there because 1) they done started charging for the food 2) the crowd has changed and I predict as the warm months get warmer it will get younger. Back when I first started going there, last year, Shazza and I were the some of the youngest folks in there. We liked it that way. And it’s such a small world. As I was leaving, I ran into my boy CC. Who was he standing with? None other than that damned Leon. One degree of seperation!

I watched this thing on HBO about these kids who were die hard debaters. It was great. I didn’t see it from the beginning, but I saw enough to get the point. Two Black boys had made it to some high stakes debate. They had a message. The message was simply that debate is elitist. Now, on the surface, this might seem ridiculous. If it’s so elitist, how’d these two boys from South Central make it this far? They didn’t have the money to pay for memberships to databases. Their parents didn’t have the time to follow them around and pay for fancy coaches. They also couldn’t send them to a fancy school known for their debate team. Yet, these boys had made it to what appeared to be the superbowl of high school debate. (more…)

There’s this girl I know. Let’s call her Sara. Sara and her dad are really close. They have the father daughter relationship but they are also friends now that Sara’s an adult. Recently, Sara’s mother went to her dad’s office. His entire desk was filled with pictures. As the mother went to the inside of the desk to use the phone, she saw that all of the pictures were of Sara. When Father’s Day rolled around, she gave her husband a set of pictures. One picture of each of their four kids and one of her. She also told Sara what she saw when she walked into the office. (more…)

I wanna dedicate this entry to Sister Toldja. She knows why. AYCH-EWE!! BY-SUN!

All of my work has pretty much been in education. No secret there. I’ve learned a lot. I’ve work with all populations, birth thru college. But the biggest lesson I learned at work, something that changed by whole hustle, has nothing to do with education.

My team was working on a project. One of my coworkers did something that made my clutch my pearls Delta chain. So we’re going over all the deliverables and this heffa says, “I can’t deal.” Expecting the boss to put her in her place, I waited with baited breath, poised to take copeous notes so I could report the carnage in great detail at dinner parties and on the blog. Then IT happened… (more…)

Because I like y’all, I want to remind y’all about Taboo. It’s coming up next Friday. I got my ticket! Do you?? On surface, it might seem like a lot for a party. But it’s free food and free drinks. And I don’t mean there’s one bartender for every 700 people. I swear there’s one bartender for every ten people. Last year we got there about 11. I got home when the sun was up. It’s a very chill event with people of all ages and walks of life. It’s a seriously orchestrated event. I don’t think I’ve felt safer since I was working at The Nerd Factory and the police officers used to have classes in teh room right beside my office. So if you’re local, or if you aren’t and don’t mind the flight, come through. I’ll be there…signing autographs. Just kidding.

OMG, it’s 10:04 and I am starving. To keep myself alive , a couple hours ago, I made pistachio encrusted tilapia. That was around 8…I’m starving again. WTF?! (more…)

I went top shopping today. Only tops because it’s a bad bottom day. Ladies, y’all know what I mean. Anyhow, I typically wear small tops (2-4-6). But I always try them on because I find certain styles look best when I go up a size. I’ve got a friend who recently had a baby. For the time that I’ve known her, she has pretty much been preggers or in that post-preggers baby weight stage. The other day, she made a comment about how her jeans were a size 6. So I’m sitting there looking at her thighs. I wear size 6, some 4’s. I swear on all things good, cheesy, and fattening, my thighs can’t be anywhere near as large as her. But she’s not the only one. Another friend of mine swears she wears a 6. Again, she’s bigger than me and others who I know wear a six. Is someone lying? I can operate a mirror. I’m thinking it might just be how I like my pants and skirts to fit. I do not like that borderline yeast infection camel toe look. But that’s just me. I like to breath. So, if breathing for me means buying a 6, how the hell are thick thighed Thelmas who weight at least 10 lbs more than me getting into those pants??

Shorts are not work wear. Shorts and fishnets are definately not work wear. I was shopping today and retailers are pushing these knee shorts really hard. They are substituting knee shorts for pants and skirts with jackets. Please, if you ever find yourself sitting in front of me interviewing for a job, have the mind to put on a skirt or pants. No shorts. That’s not hot. It’s not classy. And nobody takes you seriously. Now that we got that frivilous girly stuff out of the way, let’s get to the real deal. (more…)

I’m glad I don’t have to block numbers from my phone. I’m glad I don’t have to check someone’s email to keep an eye on them. I’m glad I don’t have anyone coming to me with a sobd story about how they will never do IT again. I just wanted to say that.

I’ve been busy or with people every evening this week–which is why there pretty much hasn’t been an early morning post. Sue me…Or pay me. You’ll get what I give and like it dammit! I’m sitting here trying to figure out what I want to write about today…Growth. Believe it or not, I’ve seen/read a lot in my time blogging. Let’s see… (more…)