Why is it every time I come in the kitchen you in the refrigerator…

I know that we all know this line that John Witherspoon made famous in “Friday”. However, I don’t know how people can constantly just over eat. I’m not a skinny chick by far (my problem is not quanitity but quality), but it just repulses me to think that some folks just sit and stuff their faces all damn day. My home girl’s birthday was this past Tuesday, and I think I ate more that day than I care to remember. It was all just nasty, bready, greasy food too. I started my morning with a bagel, cream cheese, and pineapple. I made a cake (just a plain yellow cake that we topped with fresh fruit and whipped cream) for my girl (who is also my co-worker). At 10 am I had two slices of cake, with fruit and whipped cream. At 12:30 pm I had two slices of pepperoni pizza and a coke followed my two more slices of cake, strawberries and whipped cream. After this all settled on my stomach I was stuffed. By the time for my friends birthday dinner I had room for dinner only. I ordered beef fajitas with all the trimmings….barracho beans, cheese, guacamole, sour cream, and flour tortillas. The fajitas came with Spanish rice, but I am not a fan. I hate everything in front of me (excluding the rice). I was stuffed, there was not room in my stomach for a sip of water let alone another bite of food. Then my friend announces she is cutting the cake. As she cuts huge slices the guests begin to pass the cake around the dinner table. “None for me, Thanks”. But then I thought about it…I know she did make the cake herself, and she is really excited about it…I’ll just take one bite. I turned the cake upside down because there was no way I was going to eat the icing. Well, one bite turned into about 5, I was beyond full…I was miserable. I actually ate until I made myself sick. How disgusting is this! I called my cousin (who would be considered a Thick Madame…yes I saw that stupid azz movie) on the phone and gave her a re-count of my shameful behavior. Her response was “Don’t, you’re going to make me feel bad, I eat like this all the time”. I told her “I’m not trying to judge or offend you, but I can’t possibly imagine how someone can do this to themselves frequently”. At this point, I was so repulsed by the mere thought or sight of food. I needed to get something to drink, but I did not want to open my refrigerator. I thought that if I even sensed a slight food smell I would vomit. I lay on my couch and I felt so bad, it took me two hours just to get up, shower, and get ready for bed. I woke up the next morning and I was still full from the day before. I had a bagel and cream cheese for breakfast, and I went out to lunch with a co-worker. I was so full by then, that I told her I would be skipping dinner tonight. I went home that evening and had some pineapples. I feel so much better today. I have had my usual bagel and cream cheese for breakfast, and a turkey sandwich for lunch. Now this is more like it!

Shocking News...

Terrell Owens attempted suicide. I am one of the few that actually like TO. His abrasive attitude always to me seemed to be a cover up to his sensitivity. The I don't give a damn attitude, usually means quite the opposite. I pray that TO gets the help that he needs.

http://msnbc.msn.com/id/15021827/?GT1=8506

Tip for On-line Shoppers

I don’t shop online often (well I purchase books online)…I have to find a really good deal to be enticed to purchase something via the Internet. My usual spots are overstock.com and oldnavy.com (they usually have pretty good sales items and they have their famous $5 shipping). Anyway, if you are an online shopper, I advise you to register with mypoints.com. I have been a registered user for several years now and I have received several gift certificates ie. Chili's, Old Navy and Target…and it’s all for free. You receive points per dollar spent on a participating retailer’s website. You can also receive points towards gift certificates just by reading special offer emails from mypoints. Try it out.
www.mypoints.com

Lawd Help me Now!

Well, as those of you who visit my spot regularly know, I had the top and bottom right wisdom teeth removed last month. Juiicyscoop recently asked me “girl how are your damn teef doing”. And it reminded me of the day I had my procedure done. I have to pre-medicate (4 amoxicillin 1 hour prior to procedure) before any dental procedures, even for a routine cleaning. When I went in for my consult the Dr. gave me to scripts…one for a mouth rinse, and the other was for Vicatin. Which I never got filled. Baby’s a soldier, I don’t need the heavy duty pain killers, just give me some Ibuprofen or Tylenol. I had the prescriptions filled before my procedure because the last thing I wanted was to sit in Wal-greens and wait on a mouth rinse. I decided to go with a local anesthesia, so I drove myself to my appointment. My sister was on stand-by just in case I needed her to pick me up.

I arrive at the dr.’s office, sign in, and after about a 5 min wait, they call me back. I sit in the room for a minute or two and the dr and his assistant walks in. The dr. then informs me that he wants to prescribe me more Amoxicillin to take for the next 24 hours. I already have like 24 tablets at home, so there is no need for me to go get the prescription filled. They strap me up to a machine to monitor my blood pressure, and I see the dr pick up this long azz needle. He then asks me to open up wide, and informs me that I may feel a pinch. Well, he gave me a shot on the top, then the bottom and I did not feel a pinch at all. He then leaves me and says he will come back in a few minutes and advises me to relax while the anethesia kicks in. I was lying back, just chilling, then all of a sudden, that blood pressure machine starts beeping and the strap begins to tighten, and tighten, and tighten around my arm. I wanted to scream, I was not sure if this should be happening. The strap became so tight I thought I might loose a limb, just as I was about to call out, the strap begins to release…Close call! This goes on for I don’t know how long. Just like a Dr., no perception of time, a few minutes is more like half an hour…I’m probably exaggerating but it was more than a “few” minutes.

The Dr. Returns and he begins to probe around to make sure that the area to be worked on his numb. He is poking and prodding and asks “Do you feel this?”
“No” I answer.
So then he begins to poke and prod a little deeper. “Ouch!”
“Did you feel pressure?” He asks.
“No, I felt pain”.
The dr. chuckles and asks the assistant to pass him another one of those long needles. He administers more anesthesia and we’re good to go. Remember sister girl is a soldier, so I did not need to be under for this…No big deal, they are only breaking my tooth from the root in order to remove it, I was awake and I was going to keep my eyes open during the entire process…Right! The dr. asks his assistant to hand him an object. All I can see is her past him this huge screw driver looking thing…then it hit me. That is a big blunt object…he is going to have to grind that into my tooth to break the root…”Lawd Jesus Help Me!” I remember calling out to Jesus, I just don’t know if I said it to myself or if I said it out loud. I was suddenly a big chicken…”cluck, cluck”.

All in All things were not bad. A piece of root fragment broke off during the process of removing the bottom tooth, so he had to poke and prod around down there longer than anticipated. A couple of times he hit a nerve causing me to feel pain on the left side of my mouth, and at times the procedure caused me to feel that my head might actually pop off.

“All Done”. I hear him say as he sticks gauze in my mouth and asks me to bite down gently.
“Thank you Jesus!” I say.

His assistant came, told me how to care for my mouth, gave me instructions, and sent me on my way. On my way out of the room, I stop and look in the mirror…why there was a mirror there I don’t know. Why did your home-girl look like a chip-munk. I so looked as if I was trying to store food for the winter…very reminiscent of Gina on that “Martin” episode…”The dr. hit a nerve with the Novocain. LOL.

So I leave and go to Wal-greens to fill my anti-biotic prescription. Why I don’t know, I already had tablets left over from my pre-med prescription. I call my mother to let her know that everything was ok, and I was now on my way to Wal-greens and I would call her once I got home. I enter Wal-greens and of course people are looking at my like I am boo-boo the fool. They are probably wondering…”Is it safe to be around her”. I then have to attempt to talk to the pharmacy tech as I drop off my prescription. I decide to wait for it to be filled because I am not trying to come back later. There is a lady that is already sitting in the waiting area, and she looks at me like “Please don’t come sit by me!”. I can’t help but laugh a little bit, because I would have done the exact same thing! As I am waiting, my sister calls me to see if everything is ok, but then she begins to ask questions and try to hold a conversation…she needs to get her wisdom teeth removed, but she is too chicken…yeah, I’m talking about you. Anyone that knows me, knows that my mouth moves non-stop, however, this was a time that I was not even trying to talk.

Once I get home, I take me a couple of Tylenol, b/c the anesthesia was beginning to wear off a little and went to sleep. For the first 24 hours I needed to use the cold compress to control swelling and bruising, but I was not hearing that right now…I was trying to go to sleep! So for the first 24 hours afterwards my schedule was sleep for four hours, wake up, apply cold compress, take ibuprofen, drink Slimfast, take anti-biotic, go back to sleep. The swelling went down fairly quickly and I had no bruising what so-ever. I did not develop dry sockets, and your girl is good to go!

No Ma'am!

Why did she think it was a good idea to step out of the house looking like this?!? And why would her friends let her? There is no way in hell I would be posing with my home-girl if she looked like this. Not a good look mama!

I just could not post this without including my friends commentary in regards to this pic:

"help us all! Isn't that a sweater vest? Maybe it's on backwards. Even the skinny biatches wear something under that! I think I see a nipple... GHETTO"

All I can say is Intervention! Friends don't let friends go out looking a Crispy Hot Mess!

Latifah on the cover of Newsweek.

Queen Latifah is featured on the cover of Newsweek Sept. 25th issue. For more about the article visit the below link.

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/14870541/site/newsweek/?page=2

Down Low

No I’m not referring to the song by Mr. Big and R. Kelly. I’m talking about these punk azz n!@*$ that are creeping around with men but claim not to be gay. This past weekend, I read my book club selection for this month and was taken a back by the surprise DL story line. This is really something that concerns me. It’s not that I think that I have a DL brother, but honestly, who does…that is what is so alarming about this phenomenon. The women are completely clueless to their partner’s alternative lifestyle. Why be deceptive? If you are sexually attracted to men, let me know up front, so I can make a decision on rather or not I would like to further pursue anything with you. I don’t like to be lied to because I feel that when information is with held from me, it renders me powerless to make decisions for myself. What is even more disturbing is how these men justify it with “I am not gay, I was on the receiving end of oral.” This is just too much for me to deal with. Own up to who you are, own what you are, but most importantly don’t unknowingly bring any woman into your down low life. This is purely sexual, if you love your wife or girlfriend, then what is drawing you to another man. If you are on the down low you are nothing more than a coward!

Til' Gabriel Blows His Horn

The Texas Longhorns may have lost this weekend, but we are not defeated!

No matter what...

I still rock the Burnt Orange and White!

My ringtone plays Texas Fight!

The degree hanging on my wall with never change!

The Texas Ex decal on my car will remain the same.

No matter What...

Through the good, bad, happy, or sad...This Texas gal will forever bleed Orange!

"The eyes of Texas are upon you, til GABRIEL BLOWS HIS HORN!"

Hook'em!

Are You Ready for Some Football!

I am soooo ready for this weekend! This is what I have been waiting for since January. There are two games going down this weekend that I am especially interested in.


VS.

AND

VS.



My money is on the Burnt Orange and White...like you could not guess that one!

I grew up an Oilers fan and the Titans used to be my Oilers, so I still cheer them on. Not to mention that now Bo Scaife, Ahrmad Hall, and Vince Young are now Titans.

Hook'em Horns!

Would You?

I am looking for a nice pair of red pumps for the fall. I went to stevemadden.com to peep their new styles for fall, and I immediately fell in love with this shoe. That was until I saw the $179.95 price tag. Why would I pay $194.79 (including sales tax for TX) for a pair of shoes from Steve Madden? This seems a little steep. I have been known to be cheap but I don’t think this is the case here. I thought Steve was out of line when a pair of shoes started selling at $99.95. It seems that the price keeps going up, but has the quality gotten any better? I don’t know. What do you think?