Wednesday, March 24, 2010

On a rainy Wednesday...

I'm still not over my hormone hump. Not sure WTF is going on this month, but be damned I'm still a cranky bitch! Awwww shit. Caffeine. That's what it is, I bet. I've been indulging in it a bit with coffee and word has it, caffeine makes the hormones go nuts. Great... gotta wait this one out.
I know (because I'm STILL hormonal) that I'm reacting to things with much more emotion than I normally would. The anxiety, insecurity and (what seems like) blackhole depression just overwhelm me and I don't see the sunnyside end in sight.

I wish there as an iPhone app for that.

Friday, March 19, 2010

It's Friday.

I have a column deadline over the next few weeks that I know nothing about, re:the subject.
The money/budget part? I got that. But there is another magazine issue coming up where I just have to admit my ignorance. Enter my friend Tex. Y'all should find her.... her trickass (that's a compliment when I talk about those I love) is on my blog roll. SHE is the one that I can run my ideas by and will say, OH! you can do this! and OH! you can do that.... while I sit and shrug like, okay, aiight, really? I always refer to her as my friend that quotes all that UNIVERSE shit: you know the Universe is telling you something! Love is a mushroom, grown from shit by the Universe! The Universe WANTS YOU!

*pause*

I can honestly say that I have a very diverse group of friends. They all bring a different personality and life experience to the table. Yes, they are ALL crazy in their only little way. I mean, aren't we all crazy? Crazy *is* relative, right?

So. Happy Friday, my crazy friends! I love ya!

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Yes. My family puts the CRAY in CRAYZEE.

I have 3 nephews that melt my heart. The oldest turned 15 yesterday and since I was in the delivery and was the first to hold him, he has always been my baby. Because I don't have kids of my own, I 'adopted' my sister's. I call them everyday to tell them I love them. I spoil them rotten, they have an open door to my home that no one else has. I never thought my heart could be so heavy with love for kids that weren't 'technically' mine, but when nephew number 2 was born, my heart got bigger... and then number 3 and my heart got bigger once again!

Growing up, my childhood was not the most rosey. As a matter of fact, both my mother and father have ISSUES. I worked hard once I moved out for college to never go back to the city I grew up in and to make sure my life left a positive light on the world at large.
That's why I'm so involved in my nephew's lives. I want them to leave a positive influence and light on the world with their presence.
I've had so many people tell me I would be/make a wonderful mother. And I always say 'thank you' or 'I appreciate that'... I won't lie and say my uterus hasn't been twitching lately. But what I will admit is that having my own child, being a parent, being responsible for another little person's life scares the beheebies out of me. I don't know if I have the patience. I don't know if there will ever be a right time. But really what it boils down to is I don't want to become my Mother. No matter how much you try, or how much therapy or how much help you have in your mate, you will always retain some characteristics of how you were raised and habits you were taught. That scares me. ALOT. I have to work on it everyday.

Sunday, March 7, 2010

W.T.H...

So in the end, it really IS true that men are visual.


I get to listen to all of them SAY 'the smart woman, the respectful woman, the accomplished woman' is the one they want to take home to Mom... but in the end, it's the one that has the slutty... oh, my bad... REVEALING pictures on Face.book or the one's that have the ditzy ass laugh at your dumb jokes that really get all the attention. The 'attractive' woman that is tasteful only gets a blink and a pass, but the one who is a bad girl gets the attention.



The reason for my rant? Mr. Aries has a male cousin, an attractive, accomplished, intelligent guy, who is stable... etc... the stuff that women are looking for. He met a really nice, attractive, intelligent, accomplished and stable woman. He likes her, she is tasteful, respectful, he took her to a family gathering or 2, even brought her to Christmas dinner (being a single guy who lost his mom a couple of years back, we invite him to holiday dinner here)... you could tell she was very into him and he was into her.... what's the problem? She saw his face.book page where he was sending some revealing pictures and messages to some chick who had the name... let's just call her Aloe.Vera.... the attraction to THIS woman? She has freaky pictures all open on the networking site for you to see.... and he LIKES that she shows her boobs, her legs and is nude, though covered by a sheet, in one picture. Oh, but this is okay, because its face.book and its not a big deal, right? Of course not! Just because you are licking the computer screen over some aloe ho, its just fine! So his lady friend asked him about it.... and he got MAD and broke it off with her.

*pause*
*reflect*

I am SO irritated. You have something open on your facebook page. She asked you about it. You cop an attitude? Do you think this aloe vera fishnet trick was worth it?
Oh, so the reason I'm venting about it? Because he had the nerve to look for backup from Mr. Aries over here the other day. I sat and stirred. Bit my tongue, bit my lip... until he asked me what I thought.
*pause*
I told him he needed to think with something other than his dick.
Mr. Aries was... shall we say.... not expecting me to say that.

UGH. Some men just make my ass itch. And not in a good way.