There are some perks that come with weight gain...Breast! The absolute best thing about my weight gain is that some of my shirts that didn't fit properly round the boob area but fit just right in the back..fits 100% perfect..and i love it.. The focus of this re-emphasis on my figure is simply to rid myself of this bucket o fun i have on my front...not to be confused with a FUPA (pronounced (Foo-Pah) That roll of flab over the genitals that occurs in obese people. Looks most hideous when seen through sweatpants.
In females stands for "Fat Upper Pussy Area" and in males "Fat Upper Penis Area"
Brenda was a sweet girl, but unfortunately had an enormous FUPA that prevented her from attracting potential boyfriends.) ..but yeah..i wanna be a lil bit more svelte with this figure of mines once again...I don't look terrible or anything..but no one knows you better than you.. Fast Day 3 on horizon...day 2 behind me...The weekend will be interesting...

I'm always amaze myself with the lil scenarios and espionage plots i make up in my head when i'm plotting to do something or get somewhere...Plain and simple i'm resourceful...and quite crafty..having said that..I'mma have to do some finnaglin to get out of this First Thursday's Concert in Bmore w/ Chuck Brown..I wanna ditch it for 2 reasons...Lately I've become somewhat disenchanted with that scene because i see the same folks..but i go because the bestfriend loves it so..that and if u have a cooler u can bring ya own booze...It's funny because it's always the same thing.. I see the bestfriend of my ex who goes off on this tangent about how Kev is fine and how his kids are and how they're going golfing @ the country club..so now every time i see him I'm like heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy..alright now be good......... *swift exit* It's hilarious cause last time he didn't know what hit him..I kinda rocked and shocked him...It's about the good shock and awe..like damn did she just completely blow me off? Yes I did.. :) It's always fun to go with someone new tho...to see their face light up because of this seemingly bubblin pot of black urban professionalism(yeah right!)...and it's all new to them and it's their playground..get into it!

In my quest to grow my hair out on top..I haven't did much of anything to my hair...by this time last year i had about 3 different weaves... Could it be ya girl is slowing down? I've amazed myself(yet again) in the hair department but it feels good to just rock out with my real hair...now i wont say i wont get frustrated with my hair and will prolly do at least 2 weaves this summer..because sometimes short hair is a pain to keep straightened in the summer..especially when your hair likes to curl up on it's own...

Lastly.....*drum rolls* I've been tinkering with the idea of getting a Brazilian..wax that is...the only thing i foresee as a problem is keeping up with my appt. Because we all know the annoying feel of when hair grows back...Normally i'll keep it parred down and not so BushGardens..anyway i know u're wondering how'd we get on her pubes..well dammit it's my blog :)

Happy Mother's Day...

Yesterday started off pensive for me..since it was my first Mother's Day with my granny...I thought about her and my mother...in addition to my aunt...all of whom had a hand in raising me and molding me partly into who i am today.. You never know how much u miss someone till they are no longer around u..or available to you..I've always thought of mother alot but i find myself thinking of my granny..just random things...anyone that knows me..knows my silverfox was the light of life.. she was single handedly the best momma on the earth...we would chill and talk about any and everything..
issues with my family up until the time of her death prevented me from seeing her as often as i liked...I wonder if she's with me..or my momma or my aunty...i know i have 3 angels around me all the time..I spent mother's day with my bestfriend and her mother and granny..twas a good day..very joyous and restful...a friend of mines texted me a nice text yesterday that kept me upbeat for the remainder of the day.

Over the weekend i had the opportunity to Host a show...it was for the last stop on the first leg of a tour..One Leg @ a time...all the performances were dope..but the rain dampened the turn out :( Nevertheless i had a ball...I was pretty nervous at first but eventually i let loose...

Springtime!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It was so gorgeous outside this weekend..I couldn't help but to bask in it and frollick... and with the good weather and a host of flowers...come the negros...Yes I said it..it's like people you haven't heard from in a month of sunday is on that hayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy..and you're like ummm nooooooooooooooooooo..like why on God's green earth would i interrupt my schedule to hang out with someone so flaky..they don't know if they coming or going... then they get mad when u don't wanna hang out and try to make u feel like crap..when u really don't and that's the reason you said no in the first place..Like if i say no I'm missing out on some big to do...eh miss me... But I am very grateful for the recent turn in weather...I'm a sunshine baby and i flourish..but my hair blah...now's the time to cut it very low in the back and the sides because my hair curled all to be damned saturday...which may i add i looked very cute.... I'd like to take this time out to bring you a PSA of sorts-->

Friday I went to a party..and i swore i told the person i was riding with, that i had to be back to bmore...either that night or early the next day..this nigga wild the fuck out..kept drinking when other people had stopped...and was just being crass and uncouth..at one point this bitch holla..u gonna make me drive back to bmore...i said well i'll drive u can rest..to that he just sipped yet another drink....I decided right then and there that i was ghost...i had the hostess call me a cab and i waited..i didnt say anything because i really didn't feel like getting into it with him while i was waiting cause i knew he would say something off colored to me..so my cab finally gets there..i get to union station bout 4am..the first train wasn't leaving dc till 525..i didnt hesitate getting my ticket..and getting home @ 615am..My other plans went off without a hitch..the event was successful..and i got to do some mild shopping for the rest... :) I even got to see my peeps for a second..but sunday was Sha day..all i did was lay around and be lazy..weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee..

anyways...I'm happy...enjoy

From the, I couldn't make this up if i tried files:

Last night I went to happy hour with a friend of mine who was in town on business. Wednesday seems to be shaping up as thee only night i have free during the week...aside from maybe an occassional monday or tuesday..but anyway.. I get in the house about 730ish..get ready for work...i always lay my clothing out the night before...so in the middle of getting ready i totally forgot i was logged into AIM on my Treo..so i get a message from the dude who i thought and still think he has a girlfriend/wife..but i digress...basically the back story on dude is: we met..sparks flew..he became attached..in and effort to combat this he pushed me away..i didn't invest anything more in him..he got mad..and lashed out...so every now and again i'll get messages from him talking bout he wanna do this and that...last night was one of those nights..Because of my bout with happy hour i was a bit tipsy and sleepy...i mustered enough strength to answer my phone..since it seems he calls from a different number each time...and before u cynics who read my blog say..then why answer the phone?... i have several side businesses and i pass my card out with my number on it...it may be money on the other end of that phone call..anyways...i said i'd call back after top model..that was a lie but i really didnt feel like getting into it (that's another blog..lying to keep the peace) So i watched part of the pussycat doll show...then i fell asleep..when i woke up this morning i saw i missed 8 activities on my phone..i checked my messages and received 2 from him...the second one talking about how i was supposed to call him back after my show went off at 9... and how he understood... what i dont understand is how can u demand time from someone u dont wanna be close too ? If u just wanna beat then that's another story..but he hit me with the i wanna see u one last time..u said that the last time...grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.... I swear I'm bout to join a nunnery... But i'll update you later on this...i know imma hear about this from him...so yeah

Another thing i wanna talk about is last minute niggas who call u to do something and get mad when u don't want to or u not available...not to sound too pompous but i try to max out my time and i have excellent time management skills...I overlap things because i know people will cancel plain and simple..nothing personal ..Respect the math...You have to ask 5 times to get 1 thing in some instances..so i'll overlap 5 things...

It's not often i talk about my life growing up...but i felt the need to share a bit..

Growing up my mother..who had me when she was 14..bless her heart..really didn't know what to do with me and my brother whom she had 2 years later...she'd dump us off at various family and friends houses...and it may be a few hours or days until i saw my mother again..this would happen mostly when we were on vacation or something but it was rare she'd make us miss school intentionally..this one time my mom dropped me off at my aunts house..1 day turned into a complete 2 years..she was off with a friend in ft. lauderdale..and i thought even in my young age she was frivolous as shit..she'd write but I'd have nothing but ether to write back..i was very articulate and grown for my age..being around so many adults forced me to open my eyes a decade before my peers..at any rate mama came back to bmore..and tried her damnedest to woo me and my baby bro...you know boys will be boys..so he sided with her and together they worked on me to give my mother another chance..when i decided yes...she moved us into some projects..I'm sure it was the best she could do..but ultimately it led to the demise of my small family...at first it was fun living right by a McDonald's, 7-11 and corned beef row..and eventually they'd build the Harbor and the Gallery...my mom was on welfare and back then they got paid on the good assistance..we had allowances..we did family things but slowly i noticed mom stopped taking us places..we had new uncles..clothes wasn't being washed..the house was a mess..and then i caught her shooting up..it was the worse day of my life and all i could say to her was I'm telling grandma..from that point on she used our apt..as a small hotel for her druggy friends...she'd make me and my bro share a room while she rented the other out..she'd have drugdealer boyfriends...my life was a mess..i started wearing clothing out of the hamper going to school smelly..i hated my mother...one day i came home from school..i saw a swarm of cops..and i knew instantly it was our apt before they even got there...i ran up the 7 flights of steps..and as soon as i got inside..i heard the kaboom of the ram on our door...our house was officially a stash house and we were raided..clothing every where..the walls were wet..my clothing destroyed..my life a hot ass mess..as they dragged my mother away..i had tears in my eyes..how could she do this to us? Thereafter me and my brother proceeded to live in our apt. without adult supervision for 2 weeks..i had already taken to cashing my mother's stamps and checks and was taking care of home well before we were raided...It wasn't until a cousin saw me out shopping one day he asked me how i was..i said I'm fine..he asked where i was living..and me like a fool said in the same apt. next day we were removed from our home .. me and my brother were split up...... who knew that this would be the beginning of a whole new life...but i could care less because i felt my shit was already fucked up...i didn't care so why should anyone else..i felt expendable and looked over..and i thought to myself..this is my life.

I'M GOING TO SEE ERIC ROBERSON THIS EVENING!!!! YAY ME
for more info hit up
http://www.ericrobersonmusic.com

This cat is just a overall dope person...talented musician..writer..composer...
any chance i get..i give him kudos for being him


As of late I've been having some pretty random thoughts...Ok so here they are..i'm type them as they re pop into my mind

-So if you are interested in someone and u make it known in a semi way...well basically u flirt with them and pay them compliments..why don't they catch on? I mean i basically told dude I wanna hang out and this that and the third...but i think i answered my own question on this..and i'mma Keep it movin!!

-A dude i use to be into email me this week on some bs..asking me about a concert here in baltimore...I was finna be rude but that was more energy than i could give...so i just answered his questions that drew out to 5 emails..and in each one of them he kept saying thank you...i guess he does realize he did be absolutely dirty...either that or he dont want me to fuck with him @ the concert? Me thinks it's that he doesnt want it to be weird..i guess he's bringin his new boo as well...ah well tis life.

-Operation Kinky Twist have come to a halt..I couldn't rightfully let that shag grow down my back one more day..It inhibited my flyness..so now i have a versatile do where i can either lay it flat or spiky it...i can still weave it..but i sure did get that good taper on the neck tho...hell yeah...It's spring and a bidge gotta be fly...I did my toes last night too..i have way to many peep toe shoes for some hammertime madness..In addition for some odd reason when people..not just men..see i have small feet they have a habit of lifting my foot in the air and taking my shoe off to look at my amazingly small size 6 feet...*shrugs* to me my toes look like vienna sausage...But God I'm not complain..i love what u gave me...shoutout JC(jesuschrist)..anywhooo...

-I like how folks tell you what u need to do with your life...like their life is like 100% times better..like they 100% on top of their game and shit..I tend to take advise from my close friends but u cant give me advise if your student loans are in default and u live at home...u can't do it...not one bit..I'm not judging but who are u to tell me i need to get married when u dating married men? or women...

-The need to rename pay day, exchange day..because i do feel i'm just exchange things in my account for my other accounts...

umm that's bout it for now...I'll have more

ps.

I'M GOING TO SEE ERIC ROBERSON THIS EVENING!!!! YAY ME
for more info hit up
http://www.ericrobersonmusic.com