I woke up in the morning feeling fresh to death I’m so blessed, yes yes I went to sleep stressed, woke up refreshed I’m so blessed, yeah yes Water in my face and everything is in it’s place Peace of mind even my grace I’m so blessed, yes yes yes My grandma just turned one hundred I’m so blessed, yes yes yes yes
I’ve had an event full last 3-4 days and one thing that is apparent…I’m so blessed!!
I first mentioned Mr. Off Limits in Out of the Blue and then again in Your Ex’s Friend. Still I’ll give you a short intro to the “grayness” which is Mr. Off Limits and I. A recap… Mr. Off Limits is a friend of a guy I used to hang out with, 90% of our friendship happens on Facebook where we sickeningly flirt on each others wall, most of our mutual friends think we’re an item, we’ve been asked when are we going to stop playing and hook up, and prior to this trip we’ve never spent ANY time alone together. I’ve always thought we were playing with our flirting. For example, “our song” (currently) is Lupe’s “Outta My Head” so he may post on my wall “girl I wantcha to know, I can’t get ya outta my head ;-)” and I may comment “you know I love it when you sing to me”. Sometimes it’s a bit naughtier like his status may read “I found a gray hair” and I’ll comment “where? ;-)” He posted a while back to my wall “will you be my e-girlfriend?” and I said yes so we are officially e-boos. lol Still with the exception of a few parties, since we’ve never spent any real-time together we seemed to just be eflirting . Queue this Labor Day weekend.
High jump the broom like a premie out the womb, My patna yelling "too soon, don't do it! Reconsider, read some literature on the subject. You sure? F@ck it!"
So I’m sitting here watching The Real Housewives of Atlanta and tonights episode is all mainly about Cynthia’s wedding. And as I watch the show with all of my cyber friends via facebook and twitter, I notice that my wall and timeline are filled with nothing but “It’s not too late”, “She’s making a mistake”,”That stopnsign shot was telling”, “Her shirt (which read “you big dummy) says it all”, ‘”How many signs does she need?” etc…. Continue reading →