Monday, June 14, 2010

95 Degree Days, 8 Months Preggo and Zero Patience.

It's sweltering in Atlanta. It's been 95 plus degrees for days now. Ugh. And I think the last time I was on here, I was preggers, was it back in January. So you know now, I'm about ready to pop, 70 degrees is extra warm for me.

I'm a horrible excuse for a blogger, LOL, I know this. But mind you, I never called myself a blogger. I'm just a young lady, who loves to write, who happens to keep a blog- of sorts... LOL.

Static on the homefront. We won't discuss it. We'll just hope and work towards an amiable solution and keep it moving onwards and upwards right fam? Still, it has me ready to blast Ready To Die and break every piece of glass and ceramic in our lovely ranch home here on the Eastside.

So the baby's name: Tiffani. Hubby decided on it, I chose to end it with an 'i'. He says that Tiffan[y]/[i] is a good, strong, "normal" name. And because I threw the 'Ka' on the front of Kamaia's name, which he always disagreed with ("You just had to make it ghetto..."), I figured I owed him this lil' piece. LOL. So Tiffani Blake is coming in less than a month to join her big sis Kamaia Brodie.

Other than that, I've been steady mobbin'. Still doing some work for Ozone under my dude Randy, writing for Soul Train under the homie Quia. Picked up posting a bit for a vet, Branden Peters over at Kuhvet. My writing is coming along- finally. Now for the rest of life...

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Touching Base...

I don't really even have an excuse for my ridiculous absence this time. I mean, your girl's been going in, working and writing pretty frequently but I could've dropped by even if only for a sentence or two... :o/ So for those actions (or lack of) I offer my deepest apologies. *grin* Now that that's squared away...

Instead of the big wedding smack dab in the middle of the recession, we (J and I) decided to go to City Hall in NY and do it that way. It was all his idea.

He figured it would be the closest thing to special we can afford to do right now. "I know you never saw yourself getting married anywhere but home." That's what he said to me, before I melted. So sweet right? Well, due to the force of the universe (honestly, so much bad shit was happening), we missed our flight and we only had that day that we were flying up to pick up the marriage license in Brooklyn. We still managed to have a decent time, despite J getting aggy once or twice an hour, over the ruined nuptials. We still had an alright trip. We stayed in a hotel, like a block outta Times Square. We visited my family. He took tourist pics. LOL.

Keiko's doing great in Pre-K. She was Student of the Month in December. She turned in a lost dollar in her classroom and was recognized for her Random Act of Kindness by the principal on the school's TV channel. LOL. You know she was feeling herself. BTW, her principal doesn't speak very well to be a principal. And I always catch her giving me the side eye, WTF is that about? Maybe because I look so young. *shrugs*

Anyways, it's not an accent type thing or a speech impediment either- trust me. I know the difference between thick accents, stutters, and plain ol' terrible pronounciation and diction.

She called out the names of all the kids who won a spot in the Pre-K lottery last year and nearly fucked up every one of 'em. I mean, I know some of us can create some funky names for our kids but it was like, she wasn't even following the age old rule of "sounding it out". Everybody's name wasn't extra, there were a couple of 'Bob' type names in there. LOL.

I'm leaving with this. I'll be back in a jiff though...