Last night, I ordered from my favorite late night "munchie" spot, Pizza Hut online via my laptop. I just love the ease of surfing online and creating my order, then completing the order and waiting in anticipation.
Sounds a little wimpy I know, but the simplicity of technology is so convenient. I'm currently not driving, so I needed delivery for one, and my favorite fastfood for two. I ordered a personal pan Veggie Lover's pizza and 10 honey-barbecued crispy wings.
How about the order was more than 45 minutes late, from my projected delivery time! Also, the driver stated that they were out of personal pans so they made me a medium pizza instead. I was happy with the upgrade, but my stomach was now in knots and Cuzzo had arrived to take me out for awhile.
I looked at the wings, they looked scrumptious and they were smelling delicious. The pizza was a little cool, but it was flavorful and tasty. Cuzzo helped me finish it off and surfed the 'net' until we decided to leave.
In the meantime, my wings were in the fridge waiting to soak up some Tequila Sunrise when I returned.
My housemate, Boss, my sister, texted me and asked for 5 of my wings! Now damn! I mean, I could have said NO but I didn't. I was trying, like I always do, to be thoughtful and sharing. I texted her back yes.
I didn't think about it again until around 1pm when I started getting ready for the Carolina Panthers and Green Bay Packers game. I went to the fridge and took out my wings. I opened the box and there were only 4 wings left! I immediately asked Boss how many wings she got. She said she only got 5 like she asked for and didn't notice how many were left.
Hmmmm. Now that's suspect to me. I mean, she had to notice how many were left as she was getting her 5!!!
In my opinion, that was just DAMN IGNORANT AND SELFISH!!!! She didn't spend a damn dime on the food, and yet takes over half. If there were only 9 wings, she should have only taken 4. Let me know what you think, I'm so over it now. I know she asked for 5, but really people, common sense should have kicked in and said "Just get 4 girl!"
To me, if you contribute; you consume. Not the other way around.
Sunday, November 30, 2008
I am....Sasha Fierce by Beyonce
It's Saturday night, November 29th, 2008 and I just got in. Me and Cuzzo just got back from the Woodshed bar off I-85 and I'm reflecting on the evening. We were listening to the new Beyonce album "I am...Sasha Fierce". I was really vibeing to the "slow" disc and feeling my diva supreme. To me, all of the ballads are exceptional. I especially like "Broken-Hearted Girl" and "Ave Maria". That "Ave Maria" had my drunk ass crying tonight! It really shows the range of emotion that Ms. B can deliver and shows how she has evolved as an entertainer to be reckoned with. Mrs. Carter has truly delivered a gem of musical delight once again.
I was feeling rather nonchalant today. It's rainy here in Charlotte and I was feeling the blues basically. I've been in the middle of some serious "bull shit" personally the past few weeks. My sister whom I share a house with is literally going insane.
I must admit that I think our family has a prevalence of mental illness in our genes. I am aware of a number of family members that are currently on prescription meds for their mental well being. I hate to admit it, but it's a fact that most of our society has some form of mental illness!
Anyway, the bar was boring and tired. The music was so eclectic, you couldn't even think of getting in a groove. They were playing Christmas music in the bar; I don't think that is happening on the radio yet. I mean, Thanksgiving was only a couple of days ago!
Anyway, me and Cuzzo downed a few Tequila Sunrises and tried to have a good time. I must admit again, I am buzzed and very disappointed in the night. The nightlife here in Charlotte is really meager at best. Weather really has nothing to do with it.
But Beyonce gave me some refreshment. She pipes out her soul in her lyrics and the arrangements are nothing less than stellar, as usual. I just love this diva-maestro extraordinaire!
"Single Ladies(Put a ring on it)" is hot as hell to me! That video is the bomb and B is the truth. I can see Sasha coming out in the video. If u pay attention to the side profile of B, it's as if her face changes before your very eyes! Check it out...I'm serious, it was a little freaky the first time I noticed it. It makes me wonder how many takes of that video she did. Sasha makes her debut and stands out in the video!
My sister, the one I share a crib with, doesn't really care for Beyonce. She insists that B has had some cosmetic surgery. I've told her over and over that that is just hearsay. Makeup can really change your appearance if applied correctly. I think B has the best on her team and that's why it appears to some that she has been cosmetically altered.
I don't buy it for one second. I know Beyonce has personal trainers, chefs, and stuff; and therefore that's why she looks so great. Some people will always be haters. I told my sister this, and she got mad!
Talk about simple minded.
Anyway, "I am..Sasha Fierce" rocks on many levels for me. I was needing some stimulation, the bar was not doing it for me. Cuzzo also likes "Halo" and "Disappear". To me they are all hits. As for the up tempo stuff, it's alright. I usually gravitate to ballads by nature anyway. I just can relate to the tone and it is reminiscent of my personality.
I was feeling rather nonchalant today. It's rainy here in Charlotte and I was feeling the blues basically. I've been in the middle of some serious "bull shit" personally the past few weeks. My sister whom I share a house with is literally going insane.
I must admit that I think our family has a prevalence of mental illness in our genes. I am aware of a number of family members that are currently on prescription meds for their mental well being. I hate to admit it, but it's a fact that most of our society has some form of mental illness!
Anyway, the bar was boring and tired. The music was so eclectic, you couldn't even think of getting in a groove. They were playing Christmas music in the bar; I don't think that is happening on the radio yet. I mean, Thanksgiving was only a couple of days ago!
Anyway, me and Cuzzo downed a few Tequila Sunrises and tried to have a good time. I must admit again, I am buzzed and very disappointed in the night. The nightlife here in Charlotte is really meager at best. Weather really has nothing to do with it.
But Beyonce gave me some refreshment. She pipes out her soul in her lyrics and the arrangements are nothing less than stellar, as usual. I just love this diva-maestro extraordinaire!
"Single Ladies(Put a ring on it)" is hot as hell to me! That video is the bomb and B is the truth. I can see Sasha coming out in the video. If u pay attention to the side profile of B, it's as if her face changes before your very eyes! Check it out...I'm serious, it was a little freaky the first time I noticed it. It makes me wonder how many takes of that video she did. Sasha makes her debut and stands out in the video!
My sister, the one I share a crib with, doesn't really care for Beyonce. She insists that B has had some cosmetic surgery. I've told her over and over that that is just hearsay. Makeup can really change your appearance if applied correctly. I think B has the best on her team and that's why it appears to some that she has been cosmetically altered.
I don't buy it for one second. I know Beyonce has personal trainers, chefs, and stuff; and therefore that's why she looks so great. Some people will always be haters. I told my sister this, and she got mad!
Talk about simple minded.
Anyway, "I am..Sasha Fierce" rocks on many levels for me. I was needing some stimulation, the bar was not doing it for me. Cuzzo also likes "Halo" and "Disappear". To me they are all hits. As for the up tempo stuff, it's alright. I usually gravitate to ballads by nature anyway. I just can relate to the tone and it is reminiscent of my personality.
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Another Change?
On Monday, December 1st, 2008 we are getting a new Retail Manager at my job. Currently, the position has been basically unnecessary because all the supervisors have had to perform the duties.
I did forget to say our manager left for another position in another part of the state and his assistant was not offered his spot. She has become very nonchalant at the workplace and is now openly discussing her plans to find another job. Personally, I don't think that is very professional, but to each its own.
Usually she is quite reserved and steady. Obviously the overlook has been taken personally and not from a business perspective. I can't believe her!
I did forget to say our manager left for another position in another part of the state and his assistant was not offered his spot. She has become very nonchalant at the workplace and is now openly discussing her plans to find another job. Personally, I don't think that is very professional, but to each its own.
Usually she is quite reserved and steady. Obviously the overlook has been taken personally and not from a business perspective. I can't believe her!
Friday, November 28, 2008
A Ramble of Sorts on Everything and Nothing
I've always wanted to write. My earliest memories are of me sitting in a corner with a tablet and pencil; doodling, and just writing down whatever came to mind. I just felt a need to express myself and get my feelings off my chest. I've found most people can respect and accept honesty if it's given at the onset! Otherwise, you don't have any credibility or respect. That's always been my mantra: "Keep it Real, Keep it Honest." Thus, those of you that follow my ensuing posts will find to be my trademark and hopefully enjoy my musings.
I am somewhat depressed right now. My maternal grandmother passed around this time last year. Actually, the Sunday before Thanksgiving 2007. Me and both my sisters were on our way home to visit grandma, ma, and pops and attend church services.
When we topped the hill coming into Harlem Heights and came within view my parents' house, we saw an ambulance sitting in the yard! Immediately red flags went off in my head and I knew that my gut feeling was indeed right; granny had passed on!
I was so distraught and just numb to the whole turn of events. I did not want to accept the fact that my grandma was no longer suffering and was now with GOD. I was not ready to let her go and still to this day, a year later, I am still so saddened and hurt by the whole thing.
She loved me like no other person in this world, even more than my mom in my opinion. She accepted me wholeheartedly and without fail completely from my birth. She was my rock and my best friend. She understood me and loved me unconditionally. She made me feel comfortable in my own skin and she would not allow anyone to make me feel any different in her presence.
I so dearly miss her beautiful soul and inspiring spirit. She was always upbeat and passing out pleasantries to everyone around. She always wanted to make others feel good about themselves. She was the p0ssitivity the whole family needed and the glue that held it together.
That just pisses me off too! Yesterday, November 27,2008, Thanksgiving Day we could not get together for a simple family meal. My mother, my auntie, and two of the four uncles were able to spend a little time together yesterday. I was happy for that, but the vibe just wasn't the same with Ophelia!
I found myself overcome with a heavy heart and I shed many tears in the midst of my family. They were all eating and socializing and I was on my mom's black leather sectional boohooing like a baby. I could not control myself, I was hurting all alone in a house full of people. I'm not mad or upset, but just bewildered by it. A couple of folks asked me if I was ok, but that was about it. Wow, but put the shoe on another foot. I would have been there to make sure my peeps was really good emotionally because everyone deals with loss differently. We as family are supposed to make sure all is good with each other. Granny's gone now and that's not happening no more.
When Ophelia B. Tyson was alive and well our family was the shit! She was always a lady, a servant of GOD, a community leader and organizer, a model citizen. When my granddaddy died, she basically completely dedicated her life to her family. Yes her family, she never remarried or really dated. She was dedicated to our families livelihood at all times. I was taking notes all the time, obviously I was the only one. She would be disappointed with that I know. She set a better example than what we are portraying as a whole. Anyway, that's another reason why I miss her and my heart is a little heavy for selfish reasons. I truly thank GOD for allowing her to rest now. She deserves a break from taking care of everybody else.
The food was okay on turkey day too. I really enjoyed my auntie's potato salad, my moma's greens, mac n cheese, and dressing and my sisters' numerous contributions as well. Everyone else just basically came by and ate. I made two pound cakes from scratch for our family. I made a sour cream pound cake and an orange creme pound cake. Everyone really seemed to enjoy them and I was glad. That was one of the biggest highlights for me because I felt my granny's presence when I was baking. She was the bomb in the kitchen until her health failed. I remember always watching her at work in the kitchen and taking mental notes about recipes and such. I love preparing food for others and have been told that I put "love" in my food because of the pleasantness of my preparations, just like her.
I know where the ability and skill came from; grandma. She was a natural teacher. But she was also so humble and meek. She was a strict disciplinarian and lover of GOD and instilled this in her children and grandchildren and all the neighborhood kids too. She was the truth, not perfect; but the truth. I miss you sweetie, and I thank you for all your life lessons. I know you are resting now and I want to make you proud. I just need your guidance spiritually to keep me on the straight and narrow because it's so easy to stray and lose sight of the matter at hand.
I am somewhat depressed right now. My maternal grandmother passed around this time last year. Actually, the Sunday before Thanksgiving 2007. Me and both my sisters were on our way home to visit grandma, ma, and pops and attend church services.
When we topped the hill coming into Harlem Heights and came within view my parents' house, we saw an ambulance sitting in the yard! Immediately red flags went off in my head and I knew that my gut feeling was indeed right; granny had passed on!
I was so distraught and just numb to the whole turn of events. I did not want to accept the fact that my grandma was no longer suffering and was now with GOD. I was not ready to let her go and still to this day, a year later, I am still so saddened and hurt by the whole thing.
She loved me like no other person in this world, even more than my mom in my opinion. She accepted me wholeheartedly and without fail completely from my birth. She was my rock and my best friend. She understood me and loved me unconditionally. She made me feel comfortable in my own skin and she would not allow anyone to make me feel any different in her presence.
I so dearly miss her beautiful soul and inspiring spirit. She was always upbeat and passing out pleasantries to everyone around. She always wanted to make others feel good about themselves. She was the p0ssitivity the whole family needed and the glue that held it together.
That just pisses me off too! Yesterday, November 27,2008, Thanksgiving Day we could not get together for a simple family meal. My mother, my auntie, and two of the four uncles were able to spend a little time together yesterday. I was happy for that, but the vibe just wasn't the same with Ophelia!
I found myself overcome with a heavy heart and I shed many tears in the midst of my family. They were all eating and socializing and I was on my mom's black leather sectional boohooing like a baby. I could not control myself, I was hurting all alone in a house full of people. I'm not mad or upset, but just bewildered by it. A couple of folks asked me if I was ok, but that was about it. Wow, but put the shoe on another foot. I would have been there to make sure my peeps was really good emotionally because everyone deals with loss differently. We as family are supposed to make sure all is good with each other. Granny's gone now and that's not happening no more.
When Ophelia B. Tyson was alive and well our family was the shit! She was always a lady, a servant of GOD, a community leader and organizer, a model citizen. When my granddaddy died, she basically completely dedicated her life to her family. Yes her family, she never remarried or really dated. She was dedicated to our families livelihood at all times. I was taking notes all the time, obviously I was the only one. She would be disappointed with that I know. She set a better example than what we are portraying as a whole. Anyway, that's another reason why I miss her and my heart is a little heavy for selfish reasons. I truly thank GOD for allowing her to rest now. She deserves a break from taking care of everybody else.
The food was okay on turkey day too. I really enjoyed my auntie's potato salad, my moma's greens, mac n cheese, and dressing and my sisters' numerous contributions as well. Everyone else just basically came by and ate. I made two pound cakes from scratch for our family. I made a sour cream pound cake and an orange creme pound cake. Everyone really seemed to enjoy them and I was glad. That was one of the biggest highlights for me because I felt my granny's presence when I was baking. She was the bomb in the kitchen until her health failed. I remember always watching her at work in the kitchen and taking mental notes about recipes and such. I love preparing food for others and have been told that I put "love" in my food because of the pleasantness of my preparations, just like her.
I know where the ability and skill came from; grandma. She was a natural teacher. But she was also so humble and meek. She was a strict disciplinarian and lover of GOD and instilled this in her children and grandchildren and all the neighborhood kids too. She was the truth, not perfect; but the truth. I miss you sweetie, and I thank you for all your life lessons. I know you are resting now and I want to make you proud. I just need your guidance spiritually to keep me on the straight and narrow because it's so easy to stray and lose sight of the matter at hand.
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