3SUM

I swear my life needs to be a TV show or a movie...I'm gonna start working on it, I promise. And I'm sure, just by the title your already wondering. *LOL* WTF Sharp, so here goes another crazy hmmmm, situation maybe better word circumstance...

Soooo, I was not remotely interested in Facebook...but my best friend opened my account and I have since reconnected with lots of old friends, have networked with some cool fashion industry folks, and have connected with some new friends as well. I get all type of friend requests and try to be pretty selective about who I confirm. When I get inbox messages I always ask the who are you, how do I know you, how did I meet you etc. I also get the general compliments here and there. So, I'm use to the whole facebook friends and even facebook crush thing.

But a message that I wasn't ready for was..."you are beautiful. and my friend has a huge crush on you. we would love to get to know you, spoil you and fulfill your fantasies. please reply if your interested" OK, OK, OK....I know you're probably thinking. Hell no and WTF"! and would have defriended them immediately. Yeah, I know. But I sometimes walk on the wild side and I have to admit I was very intrigued.... So, I replied. *LMAO*

We have in boxed back and forth a few times, eventually exchanged e-mails and I have their numbers... Guess the ball is in my court to actually call. *LOL*...The e-mails were all very informative and they both happen to be really cute (
Of course I asked for pictures). Oh, so are you wondering about the couple and what the 3 sum would entail...2 guys and me? 1 guy, his chic and me? Can you believe 2 chics want to have a 3SUM with me?!?! *LMAO* WOW, my life...I swear I can't make this shit up!!!!

they have NO KIDS

I don't regret anything about when I had my children. (Maybe who I had them with, but that's about it). They are the most beautiful thing I could have ever done in and with my life. I also know of the many women that are unable to have children and try so desperately to concieve, but are unsucsessful. I would love to donate eggs and or be a saragote to any of those women at any time. HONESTLY! And so, this is not about them. But, this is my disclaimer before anyone thinks, I'm hating or regretting my blessings of motherhood...

It drives me crazy when I hear or read about single, sucessful, and beautiful women complain about their lives of emptiness...they have no man, they have no children and they seem to be sooo unhappy. WTF, snap out of it and enjoy life!!! I so often wish, that I could just decide to drop everything, up and move and start over with my life every other year. Or, decide that I no longer want to work in whatever field and just start a new career. I wish I could just go back to school and be a life student and not worry about anybody elses tuition but mine!!! I wish I could be selfish and not have to be responsible or worry about anyone else but me. I wish I only had MY schedule to worry about. I wish I could worry only about MY shelter, food and how I will survive on a daily. I wish I could purchase the shoes and clothes I really want instead of compromising. I want to just go on a vacation on a whim, without thinking twice, planning around or feeling bad about it. I wish I didn't have to be so stressed about making ends meet or financial obligations because... I just wish!

But, that is not the case and so when I hear all these self proclaimed self help diva's dishing out advice about this and that (of which never takes into consideration women with children and how certain decisions, can, could, and would effect them) it truely pisses me off! I recently read how one unhappy lady, decided to up and move to New York to start a new carrer. In her reading, she was encouraging self impowerment and blah, blah, blah. I would never do that...and pull my children out of their great schools. Yeah right. WOW, what an expereince I'm sure it could be for me... I then read how another lady, decided to quit her job as a Lead CPA for a huge company to just write a book and go on a book tour, promoting her book. She was encouraging self improvement. And WOW, how I wish I could just write and publish my books and then go on book tours... Again, YEAH RIGHT!!! And I won't even mention the whole dating doctors...What the hell do I look like hanging out all the damn time and dating various men off and on. What type of message would I be sending to my daughter?!?! And what type of schedule would that look like?

Yeah, so all the self help, improvement, date divas, self impowerment and you go girls that can just do what they do... THEY ARE ANNOYING!!!!

I ABSOLUTELY LOVE Myself! I ABSOLUTELY LOVE my children and I know that I am a PHENOMANAL woman that can be and do anything (within the guidelines of my children LOL)!!! I have internal conflicts like the next woman, but I am and will be fine! The by chance self help, improvement, and dating advice and info I've heard and/or I've read...is just that. By chance! I don't take the shit they say seriously, to heart or even use what they say....because THEY HAVE NO KIDS!!!!

Going out

WOW!!!! So, I haven't been out alone, on purpose by myself in soooo long.... I coordinated a friends birthday party and had to attend. So... I stood in line...What the hell? I haven't stood in a line in years!!! And then, had to pay a cover. A cover, what the hell is a cover? I haven't had to pay one of those in years as well. Guess my ass has just been spoiled...

After getting in, I was there for about 5 minutes...and I was ready to go!!!! But, I overcame...because I'm a good friend and hung for as long as I could! I said to myself, "I will leave at 11:30" and I laughed out loud at that, because who says, I'll leave at 11:30? Moreover, who the hell leaves at 11:30?

But, I endured... I waited in line, I paid a bullshit ass cover and went to the VIP section where the b-day party commenced... I bought myself and the birthday boy a drink and sipped for 1 and half hours... Yes, I drank ONE drink!!! LOL I was really ready to go!!! The men were wack! conversatio9ns boring! the music was only OK, the drinks were weak, the food was over priced and bland and I just wanted to be in my bed... I texted my daughter the duration of the time. And I thought of my baby, who I'm sure wasn't thinking of me.... I paid my tab and rolled the hell out! And now... I'm home at 12:02am on a Friday night/Saturday morning blogging...WTF?!?! so much for going out....

A mouse?

The other day I found a dead mouse in my garage. Surely a little field mouse that got in and couldn't get out. I had to shake the hebbie jebbies off and put my big girl panties on...scoop it up and throw it out. I needed to get poison and traps to prevent future sightings. Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah. But with this circumstance, made me remember another situation. And thinking back, I don't know what I was thinking....

After some good days of time spent, a night of awesome love making. My boo and I laid in bed, basking and spooning each other. His phone begins to ring. Not texts, not e-mails, but ringing...over and over and over... Who would or could be calling him at 2am? He ignored the first 3 or 4, but then decided to answer after the calls wouldn't stop coming. He took the call and returned to bed. He returned different-unsettled, perturbed and distant. So of course I ask, What's up? He initially didn't seem to want to talk about it, but knew I wouldn't let it go... Long story short...his other chic had a mouse in her room and didn't want to stay in her apartment/room what ever?!?!?! And she wanted to go to his house. I guess they had some discussion and she was upset that I was there. She also seemed persistent as well as aggressive and was going to his house regardless. He expressed not wanting drama but didn't know how to resolve the problem. I decided to just leave. No drama, no questions asked. I left. We never discussed the situation again.

WTF?!?!?!? What the fuck??? I'm/I was his main chic! Who the fuck was this bitch? Why was she a priority? Why didn't he put her in her place? Why did he put ME in that situation? Why didn't he protect me? Why did I leave? Why did I not ask for an explanation? What kind of shit is/was that? Even better question...What the fuck was I thinking?!?!?

I was like a timid fucking mouse, that got scooped up and thrown out....