a bachelorette party.. the weekend that I don't have the kids

My weekend began with Friday. I have had an exhausting week at work. Okay, so I admit, I haven't always been the most deadline oriented person. That is far behind me now. This is not a time to start bringing up the past.

Okay, so back to my week. It was crazy. How can I describe it..

It's like living ground hogs day every second week of the month.

Working with finances will put a strain on even the strongest relationships. This is no different. Queen Samantha and Lt. Corporal Pissy Bee. these two heffahs work my nerves to the inner most of my core. What is so hard to understand about what I am telling you??? Listen to me when I tell you what the bottom line will be. then remember what I told you for future references when you will encounter the same brick wall.

Don't continue to act like that little rat in the maze that keeps going on in that puzzling maze, being fueled by normalcy and tradition. MY SHIT IS DIFFERENT!. Wow, I hate to sound so harsh but jeezh!!!!!!!! How many times do you need to ring the freaking alarm and alert the troops that the enemy is approaching? When really, you just misinterpreted the messenger. Causing you to panic and send EVERYONE into a nervous fit!!!!!!!

breath.... inhale..... hold it........... blink your eyes

phew!! exhale slowly and deliberately... Listen to me when I tell you to breath now.. what you don't understand is that a calm and cool head will always get you out of the stickiest situation.

inhale slowly and count to ten... breath out. breathe in.

Okay, it's okay to talk now.


Man.... like I was saying, those two heffahs can work my nerves. Each month they find a reason to put the spot light on me, catch me off guard.

it's all gravy though. (yes, I have to use my street knowledge to give myself a tough talk).

I can hold on to the knowledge that I am good at what I do. I am in a situation where I cannot fail. Failing is not an option so my survival mode needs to kick in. I have to take off the cooking apron and put away my fabulous fabric that I am using to re-upholster my five bar stools and FOCUS.

The good thing is that I don't have the kids for the next two weeks. So thank GOD I have an opportunity to self indulge, get my pouting out and focus. Anywho.. Friday was cool, I put out some minor fires and my boss replied with an 'great' and 'thank you' in the same email. I have knocked some things off my project list. Marked some issues that I need to address for Monday. Made a mental note to get into the office at 7:00 on Monday. Walk some signed files to Finance. FIVE O'clock.


I'm home now, sitting on the bed, talking to Drew. she's in California for a week and she does not believe me when I tell her that I am going to a gathering at a jazz club in the Desoto.

I am feeling fearless tonight. I wash my hair and decide to be loose tonight and just add some mouse and conditioner and throw on some ripped skinny jeans, (TIGHT of course.) and Calvin's oversized V neck white t-shirt with the pipe blue stitching. After a brief minute with makeup, I leave with some smoked grey eyes to match the jeans and a bad pair of gladiator sandals.

I make it to the party and run into old gross Devon. oh my God! Here he comes with his atrociously large lump of a belly AND braces. Its enough that those buck eyes are ogling me like I was the last supper, but he wants to hug and hold my hand and walk me to the door of the party.

Hey baby! Don't forget, we are leaving here together tonight okay?. Hell Naw I want to scream! Uh-huh, I tell him as I am scanning the room to see if I see any friendly faces. I run into a few, play bowling with the wii game with my childhood friend Kelan who I found out was hosting the party on Facebook, and his date and a few others and after a little over an hour, I head home.

Saturday - Day of the bachelorette party.

I wake up simi early and do a little cleaning and washing.

Calvin is still asleep. He called on his way in from work and picked me up and took me to Denny's for a early AM breakfast and he is in a deep sleep as I am leaving the house. I normally would sleep in late today too but it's the night of the bachelorette party and I am too excited thinking about a girls night. After a little shopping, I find some white washed, ripped and torn loose boyfriend jeans and an Armani vest to wear over a bebe white tee. I do my punk rock chic look again tonight and take the time to do a pretty awesome job of with my make up. It was flawless if I may pay myself a compliment. I make sure to throw in a little yoga early in the day and I am ready tonight.

I just watched the hangover and I compare last night to a girls version. I had so much fun, nothing turned out the way it was supposed to. Victory Park and Dick's Last Resort and 80s night at the House of Blues had an energy that started the night. We only stayed there about an hour and after a little change of plans and a couple of chicken and catfish baskets later.. my group of friends from work; Mikesha - the soon to be bride, co workers JoAnna and Latrena, 3 bridesmaids, and a few extra people we end up at Blues Palace in South Dallas. My old stomping ground - yep, I graduated from Lincoln High School and my roots run thick like veins through this town. I know many, and related to alot and have encounted most of everything that has come and will come through this slick, improvished , culturally eclectic group of individuals.

Now, I had a margarita at the House of Blues and a glass of champagne at the Blues Palace so I am bubbly and relaxed. I am looking like a million bucks. My hair is just the way I wanted it, naturally curled with the side slicked back to give me an asymetrical look from the front, my tan is showing - the tan I got from sitting all those hot ass days in the sun and sweltering heat from my kids' track meets.

I ran into my cousins, MaDonna was celebrating her birthday with my other cousins Kim, Sabrina and Leslie. (Sabrina was always my favorite cousin. She just always seemed genuinely happy to see me. like she really enjoyed my character and company.) RL was clowing on the stage after a nice set with his band. He had the oldest and drunkest women to come on stage to dance and he screamed how he needed a HEN. after the largest woman in the world got on stage and shamed her children's children, he called for ROSTERS too. LOL I even ran into a friend who we shared a brief moment in time before he returned to the armed services. This was ofcourse about 17 years ago but he looks exactly the same!.. and from what he tried to drunk-ly tell me last night, I did too. <------------------ HEY, i will take a compliment however they come! LOL

I didn't get pictures of that though.

But I did get pictures of a Michael Jacskson impersonator who looked like he spent TOO MUCH TIME at home practicing those moves and pictures of my cousins, the bride and my friends.

today I am listening to jazz, cleaning my home and

I have talked to the kids dad. We have planned for me to pick up the kids, take them to practice and he will pick them up from practice. Monday is the first day of football and drill practice and my kids need to be there early and geared up. So I needed to make sure I picked them up considering their dad has no concept of time.

I have been preparing myself for another long exhausting week. Budget deadlines this week. I'm headed to bed.. enjoy my pictures and have a great week.