Shop Till I Dropped

I had the pleasures of hanging with the fam this weekend. I went to the mall with my mom, sis and her husband. I left the house with the intentions to help my sis shop for a dress for her upcoming baby shower. Then a little light in my head went off and told me 'you must shop for work' 'you must go into Nine West Outlet and buy more shoes'. I did manage to purchase an incredibly sexy shoe from Nine West, with a glittery pump heel, fiyah indeed. The shopping did feel good but in my head I already have items that will be going back to the store because they are suddenly ugly to me. lol. We dined at the Cheesecake Factory, which was cool. I cheated on Juniors and ordered a strawberry cheesecake to go. It was pretty damn good too. Although I had to watch Lebron and corp lay the smack down on my Detroit Pistons, I did enjoy every bite of my cheesecake. Now my weekend is winding down and it's back to shitty work on Monday.

The Work Place

Today's blog is brought to you by a disgruntled employee, ME! I blame a bootleg temp agency for my current place of work. Yeah I didn't have to tell the cock sucker that I wanted the job, but hey a sister has to eat. I share an office with a 63 year old woman, who talks incessantly. She probably would still speak with my espadrilles trapped down her throat. Moving along, I am going to note the most irking things to hear before the clock strikes 12 p.m.

1. Good Morning *rolls eyes*
2. Oh you changed your hair...how did you do that?
3. My father fell again...(followed by how and which body part bled *gags*)
4. The smell of hard boiled eggs, which is her daily breakfast.
5. I'm not coming in on Friday, so I'm going to let all the sales people know to call your extension. *from this point forward I have to hear her tell each sales person to call my extension on Friday*

Thank God, I have been sort of blessed with the tool of tuning people out! Because if not it would be hell of hard to explain how I managed to turn my workplace into Camp Crystal Lake.

Weekend Goodness

I had a wonderful weekend, so I just had to blog about it. My Friday night was lifted by a mixture of henney and cranberry, thug passion, and of course double patron shots. I enjoyed karaoke night with my friends. And we had a ball! I sang Rick James, Super Freak...er...no pun intended. And Mya's Case of the Ex, I had my broom stick dance routine and all. After all the fun and games I woke up slightly hung over on Saturday, and somewhat cursed my drinking from the night before, but if I had to do it again, I'd pretty much do it the same damn way. You live and you don't learn much. lol. Saturday I went to Flatbush Ave. in search of a hoochie mama outfit. I felt like Bobbay at rehab, I was totally lost. Later that night my cousin came up from Philly, and we went partying. The party was the bomb! I danced my ass off and made it home in one piece.

Damn Miami

Miami took a blow this past weekend that no team has faced in 50 years of the NBA. After being crowned champions of the 2005-2006 season, they do not stand a chance of regaining the crown. They have been knocked out in the first round. Simply put as Dwyane Wade said, "a one hit wonder". The Heat were swept by the Chicago Bulls in the first round of the playoffs. Now the Bulls shall face my favorite team, the Detroit Pistons. But the irony of it all will be too sweet, because my man Ben Wallace who is now with the Bulls will have a chance to compete against his former team. Good Times.

Prevalent Problems With Dating Scene

Perhaps I should have paid attention in 3rd grade when the girls’ line surpassed the boys’ line. This was a sign of an inevitable dating crisis. Once you factor in relocating after college, the picture gets grimmer. Fast forward to you and your girls going out for a night on the town, and whose line is always longer, of course the women’s line. Which means, men will be using recycled gimmicks throughout the night on various women.

Unlike men, women are more skeptical to date younger men. Of course you have women that break this mode, but the majority of women look to date men their age or older. So the older a women gets the more limited her dating options become. As we get older we often have less tolerance for the dating game. We begin to see right through lines that used to attract us in our early twenties. Our mother’s voices soon become our own. Men are scared of us because they feel as though our biological clock possesses us and the first thing we want from any breathing man is a baby.

Another issue is the lack of creativity in planning a date. It seems like a movie and dinner are the staple of what a date should be. Then there is the guy who offers his crib as the venue for a first date. A movie and dinner then turns to let’s order food at my place and rent a movie. Once the relationship is established I see no problem with spending quality time at home alone. But in the beginning and throughout the relationship horizons should be broadened. An offer to go to a jazz concert, a play, and a museum are all very intriguing. For a more intimate dating scene, a walk in the park or along the boardwalk is a nice option.

While nature offers countless priceless ventures, there still remains a problem of cheap stakes. It’s a timeless fact that women love to be pampered. We do not wish to sit through dinner wondering who’s going to pay for the meal. We want a reason to put on our sexy new shoes and get our hair coiffed. For some men, spending money equals brownie points, which can be traded in for sex. I’d like to think that I am not the toy that comes with the happy meal. Even through inflation, the cheap stake is a thorn in a dating female’s side.

All of these issues do not spell out the end of the dating scene. The male shortage may lead to you re locating as well. A new job or town could be a great move for you. This can also mean healthy competition. There is nothing wrong with stepping your appearance up a notch or learning new things to enhance your appeal. Dating should also be fun, so like men we should not limit ourselves to strict age requirements. Instead of waiting for a guy to offer a more adventurous evening we should give examples of the things we like to do. If you happen to fall for a cheap stake, then be willing to split the bill or offer to pay to play.

Overpriced Natural Hairstylist

I got my hair done this past weekend, and I was clearly beat in the head. I always do my own hair but this time I wanted the hands of a professional in my hair. My issue is the cost these natural stylist charge for simple hairdos such as double strand twist. Especially when I can do this style sitting on my sofa while watching television. I'll give the woman credit, she did them very small but let's face it $90 is what I call getting raped in the rear with dry sand. Then there are the African hair stylist that take out all injustices they faced in life on my hairline. I wasn't up for that. So now I must work this overpriced hairdo for it's worth.

Spa Treatment

Happy Monday! Me and the ladies went out for some much needed spa treatment this weekend. I was joined by four of my friends. We went to Cynergy Spa located at 87 Fort Greene Pl, Brooklyn NY. I enjoyed a facial and massage. The environment was very relaxing and tranquil. The girl who did my facial was very helpful in recommending additional items to help in treating my skin. I highly recommend this spa for anyone in the area. We went to a cool Thai restaurant after and had lunch, which I also recommend. I had a mojito, yes I know from a Thai restaurant, and it was slamming. Perhaps slamming too much, because a couple of hours later I dropped my cell phone in the water while getting a pedicure. MUY MAL! So hopefully all the pampering I had this weekend will allow me to have a mellow work week.