Breakfast #25

I always tell Zahree that the most important meal of the day is breakfast and that's why he has to eat it everyday.  Usually he is good with it we eat our cereal together with no complaints and then some days he wants no part of this breakfast thing at all. Sometimes I'm so busy in the morning getting him and myself together and making sure we have everything for the day that i don't touch an food in the morning. the other day we were running super late heading out that i just grabbed some fruit for him cut up into pieces drizzled with honey and gave him juice so he could sit at the table while i ran upstairs to get dressed. I returned to him with no more fruit left and a smile on his face he was so happy he ate breakfast with no protest., he kept asking me why i wasn't eating anything..breakfast is important right mommy? is all i heard rushing to the car.  I just informed him that i would eat once i got to work. I dropped him off at school and headed to the office.  I totally forgot about eating once i got there just to much going on. I heard my stomach growling about 2hours later so i sat at my desk trying to figure out what i was going to eat. I ope my purse to get my credit card to order something and look what I found...

I thought to myself where did this come from but i ate it.  Later on that evening I went to pick up my son from school he jumped in the car and said mommy did you get your breakfast i left it in your purse so you could eat it at work because breakfast is important right? I want you to grow to be big and strong just like me!!!


I swear I love that boy to death!!!

No Phones #24

At granddaddy's house there is an strict no cell phone policy that was put into place by him, he said we spend our whole lives on the phone we needed to focus on what's in front of us.  I prepare myself every time to be phone free for at least an hour. Its kind of nerve racking to know your phone is so close to you but so far away.  I find myself along with others running out to our cars to check our phone catch up on calls and conduct business before granddaddy realizes that we are gone. I'm ashamed of myself for always needing my phone but it holds so much of me o=including work that I have to have it by my side.


I often wonder what life would be like if we didn't have cell phones. I know that i use my phone for almost everything that is going on in my life. From Phone calls to saving emails, and appointments my blackberry hold my life.  I don't remember a time when i didn't have it along with my iPhone they are my connection to the outside world and everything in between.  Things with phones have become so advance that they you can turn on your car and set your alarm to your house.  I know it was just the 90's when we were not fully in the phone game but that time seems foreign to me like "how did they survive" is what my little brother says all the time.  I wonder how my life would change if this phone wasn't always glued to my hand or ear. How would it effect my social life or maybe even My family life. How would my job suffer from not having my phone because I  spend alot of time on the phone conducting business its how my client reach me morning noon and night.  Would I even be able to handle not having a phone. Almost every person has a phone and  some are dependent on them like i am and some are not so what would happen if our phones no longer worked...I mean no Internet, text messaging , bbm, gchat, aim, twitter, fb.... just nothing how would we all handle it.....would the world erupt into an uproar or would it finally bring peace of mind to the person who phone never stops ringing.

Field Trip! #23

I decided last week that Zahree in and I was getting out of this city and taking a field trip somewhere else. I'm tired of Dc and I don't get to spend much free time with him so we both need it. Our first stop The big apple.

Yep New York city!!!  I don't its much for children his age to do there but we will find a thing or two to do. He loves boats so a tugboat ride and maybe a helicopter ride above the city.  I know he really doesn't care he just excited to visit DMV while he is doing work there. Zahree is easy to please and as along as he lets his mother do a little shopping we do whatever he wants!! 2 days there and we are flying out once again....next stop..

I'm extra excited about this trip here because I love sesame street and most importantly I love big bird. My son has no idea this is were we are going he thinks after seeing DMV he are headed back home but instead will be meeting  up my cousin and her kids to enjoy the park! Zahree has been the last couple of months just want him to have some fun and leave all of the other stuff in DC...

I think I'm tired just writing about it..its going to be a jammed packed couple of days but he deserves it all. I need to rack up on sleep now because i'm sure none will be happening for the next couple of days.

RIP Godzilla #22

Godzilla came to me on my 16th birthday. I didn't understand why my father brought him for me I hadn't ask for a Iguana nor did i ever hint to it but he brought it anyway. At first I couldn't stand this damn thing who required so much attention but after a while I feel in love with him.  Godzilla went from being the size of my hand to being as long as my arm.  It was no surprise to come over to my house and see him sitting atop the coffee table or walking around on his own free will. Godzilla loved strawberries and taking walks on is leash. Over the past couple of months I noticed that he was becoming much more less active and not eating as much but i never thought twice about it. I recently took him to the vet who couldn't really tell us what was wrong with him other than that he was getting old. Last night i sent my father to my house to check on Godzilla and when he called me to inform me of his actions I could hear the sorrow in his voice he told me hat Godzilla was laying still not moving he didn't eve react when he drop strawberries in his tank.  I rushed home to find his lifeless body just laying still...Godzilla was gone!!! He had taken his finally breath and passed on to the pet heaven in the sky.  Godzilla and I had been through alot together from losing him in my house, me going off to college and him staying behind to bring home a new baby that he wasn't feeling at first. Our 11 years together were great and I will never replace him with another lizard. Truth be told I'm really sad that he has passed on and cried a tear or two for him.  We placed Godzilla in his favorite shoe box, took him to my parents house and buried him right under his favorite tree there.

So RIP GODZILLA i hope you made it to that Iguana heaven in the sky with unlimited strawberries and sunshine for u to bask in.

Nothing Like It #21

I use to think that the sexy think a man could wear was a pair of basketball shorts, beater and some fresh shoes..that this still ranks on my list of the sexiest things but now that I'm little bit older and deal with so many professional males I would have to say that my favorite thing to look at her a man in a suit...a well tailored suit!!! Its just something about it that just gets me day dreaming about what may be under it (wipes drool from chin) A man in a suit usually comes well groomed and smelling delicious.

I wear a suit can change the whole appearance of a man.  Its just nothing like a man in a suit to get me fanning myself and wanting to jump on him right there and then.

My First Love #20

My love affair with Devin begun around 10 years old in  Connecticut. My mother would send me and my brothers along with some of my cousin there every summer to stay with my Great Aunt.  And every summer like clock work until I was 16 years old Devin would be there waiting on me.  Devin Graham was the the little rough boy from around the way who hung out with all the older boys and got in to a but loads of trouble to me he was the love of my life back then. from June until late August I would spend almost every waken moment with the tall little light skin boy with the green eyes.  Every morning like clock my cousin Mia and I would get up grab a box of cereal, and some other snack and head over to Devin's house. We would always stop at the corner store grab some milk or juice or whatever else we could afford to have all day. Devin's house was a rough place his mother was runnin' the streets and he was left to care for his brothers so the least we could do was make sure they ate from time to time.  My Uncle warned me  numerous  times to stay clear of Devin Gramham but I just couldn't. I didn't see the wild, aggressive little boy that the world saw I was in love with the walks in the park, holding hands and buying me ice cream little boy that I saw everyday.  Summer after Summer Devin would be right there where I left him and summer after summer was spent with him. I watched Devin change over the years the once mischief little boy who only wanted to break windows was now a teenager who just wanted to make money ....and by anyway he did.  I use to hear stories of Devin's actions from the other kids...the robbing people at gun point to the beating the hell out of a crack head but the Boy i knew was just full love sweet kisses and hugs.  Devin would shower me with gifts all summer long from the freshest Jordan's to the most expensive jeans Devin's was hustling and spending most of his money on us. The last time I saw him was the summer before my Junior year of high school, I snuck out of my Aunts house when everyone was fast asleep to see Devin one more time before I headed back to DC to begin the school year. I met him at his usually location I remember being shocked at the familiar but unfamiliar face that stood there his face was cold and his voice so intense not the smiley face soft spoken Devin I had grown to know. I spent the next hour or so waiting and watching the Devin I never knew. He whisked me away and we spent the next couple of hours laughing, joking and talking, that night was different than our usually time together it felt perfect to that 16 me. So perfect that I made the decision that he was the one ...the one i wanted to spend the rest of my life with ...the one who I was going to give my virginity to.  And I did..and woke up the next morning laid in his arms....I didn't even care that I was going to get the beating of my life, i was 16 and in love. The last thing Devin said to me was You know you my girlfriend...I love you and see you next summer, i sprinted up the hell to face my fate.  That evening I was to return back to Dc but it was brought to halt by the gun fire from the corner store and the police who blocked off the street....my father couldn't take us anywhere until the crowd cleared out. I didn't think twice about the police or the gun shots that was the norm for that neighborhood I didn't budge or move, all my cousin's were accounted for along with my brothers so i never got worried at all until the moment I saw my god brother walk in that door.  His face was full of sorrow and pain plus sweat ran all down his body he stared blankly at my aunt and screamed....He's dead....they Shot Devin for no reason He's dead....Devin is dead...those words still ring out in my head and everything from that point forward is blurr...riding back to DC ad returning in a week to attend his funeral in which my Uncle helped his mother pay for is a blurr.  I cried myself sick for weeks....I had lost my very first love before it had a chance to begin. I swore I was never gong love again or love anyone the way I loved him.  I still hold a place for him in my heart to this day...My first Love Devin Gramham...I never saw him as the hopeless child everyone else did i saw him for who he really was the Real Devin.  If you walk into my dining room right now there is the last photo i took of him framed along with the last letter i received from him. He use to write me a letter everyday no matter if i was in CT or not I got mail from him.....The last one i got came days after his death and its simply said I love you forever don't ever forget that. I smile every time i see it and think of my first love Devin Gramham

Tatted Up #19

I woke up Saturday morning with plans on doing nothing all damn day long. Not at all did I think by 11:30 that night that my bff Low had me in the tattoo shop getting yet another tattoo.

Its all kind of a blur on how we ended up at the shop let alone me in the chair before her. We were suppose to only go the mall, out to eat, maybe the club and then home but for some reason the club got sidelined and we b lined it to the shop.  When we pulled up I was a little confused about what kind of club this was and I knew this jerk had brought me to the tattoo shop to hold her hand while she got her first one.  Of course she was scared shit less..lol..about the ordeal she even let a couple of tears leave her eyes...I thought it was kind of funny...that girl has birthed two children both weighting 10 lbs she tattoing should be no thing for her...she has survived child birth with no meds she should be fearless but Low is an undercover punk so there i was rubbing her back and coaching her into it.  After sitting there with scary cat watching all these other people get tattoos a little part of me wanted one since I haven't got one in almost three years....I am well over do..I didn't know what I wanted had an idea but just couldn't find anything that came close to it. I sat in the chair while Low debated if she wanted a tattoo and I told the guy my idea and he free handed this on to me..

I was worried that I wasn't going to like it but once it was over I LOVED IT!!! and I still do.  I had to sit and show Low that it really wasn't that bad...I was so lying to her that flower is on my rip cage a little bit and that shit hurttttttttttttt but I refused to show it to her. She did finally man up and get a tattoo along with all the dramatics to go with it.... Why she got this I don't know but it made since to her so ok i guess

Her nickname is cupcake and all her family calls her that but i just couldn't get with it but she's happy and i guess that is all that counts.

  But now I think i'm truly done with the whole tattoo thing for a long  time..I think I have hit my limit on tatts.