the new botox

i swear forget botox for those frown lines and face creases....all you have to do is go get some cornrows slapped in your head...i have never looked up so much in my life...in fact as i type this my head keeps bobbing...

and it all started with a man...isnt it always like that? last weekend my marine told me i would look cute with a head full of braids...and i agreed with him...HA!...only prolem, im not willing to sit in a chair for 8-12 hours and have my hair braided...so of course by monday i had scratched the idea and was already thinking about what store i should i go to to pick up a relaxer...on tuesday my girl rolls into work with some real cute cornrolls...now i live in a place where there are not a lot of black folks, ergo, not a lot of black businesses, meaning, no beauty shops catering to black women, therefore... i HAD to know where she got her braids...and she told of this spot that opened up near the Target store i just about live at...

so of course...i dream of cornrolls that night and how my marine would like them...not micros like he was thinking about...but dammit its a compromise...

so wednesday i went up to the shop and made and appointment and thursday morning i was sitting in a chair while the stylist threw a bag and a half of yakky 1B in my head...

and now thursday night...im sitting at work ready to get home and throw a hot towel over my head and loosen these suckers up...

the things we do for love huh...lol...he better throw compliments at me all weekend for the pain i am going through right now...lol

i took saturday off so it our first full weekend together without me having to work in a long time...so it feels kinda special to us...we are actually making plans to do something other than eat, watch movies and lay up on the couch...which i dont mind but its nice to have something special to look forward too...

i have this killer baby blue dress i bought MONTHS ago and i told him i wasnt going to wear it until i had somewhere special to go...so i get to pull it out this weekend..i hope it still fits...lol..all that eatin and layin up on the couch cant be good...

other than that life is good...my little one, Lily, is getting bigger...and badder...no home training, yeah its my fault...

i am addicted to goodreads.com...so many books, so little time...

i need to drink more water...i was doing good for awhile so i haev to get back into it...along with the gym..i went once this week..not good enough...at least now that i got these braids i dont have to worry about what to do with my hair after the gym...so i have to get back in there and work myself out...i have loaded up my mp3 player, i have enough gym clothes, so i should have no excuses...

i need a little motivation...let me go find some...hold on....

ok, im going to pretend they are my personal trainers and are waiting at the gym for me....im motivated, are you?

lions, tigers and bears..oh my

sooo...last night was a fun night...im telling you i have a great group of friends/co-workers out here in the desert...they are like the brothers and sisters my mama woulda never had the patience to raise...its a nice mix of cultures and ages and personalities...everyone is odd (including myself)...but we all mesh well...

my boy richy is moving and yesterday was his last day at work...so we had to send him out properly...a group of us met up at our fav bar and had a drink and then headed striaght for the strip club where me and my girl marie bought richy a 25 dollar lap dance...in my mind i was thinking she better grind on him all night and have his babies for 25 dollars...but since it was one of his last adventures in the desert i just passed the money over without a peep...she didnt get a tip though...do you tip for a lap dance? what is 18%?

anyway..i was looking cute...lol...i shoulda took a pic... i wore my fav sweater to work with a beater under it and my fav skinny jeans and my chocolate brown knee high boots...before i left work i ran in the bathroom and took off the beater then in the car on the way to the bar i took my jeans off and pulled the sweater down...skillz! i now had on a sweater dress with my bomb ass boots and was ready to shake my ass...or watch some ass shake...well actually at the strip club we went to i watched bones rub together cause those chicks had no ass...except for the last chick of the night, mercedes...i think she mesmerized our whole group...she got lots of dollar bills...

after that we caravaned to my apartment for a night cap...marie made grilled cheese sandwiches, i made scrambled eggs and warmed up some baked spaghetti...basically food to settle stomachs and sober up minds...

i woke up this morning and my place was a hot mess...soo i popped some tylenol, made some coffee and made sure my place was spotless before leaving for work...

i cant stand clutter...when things are out of order i feel stifled...i have just given into the fact that i need neatness and order and a schedule of sorts...organization keeps me from going crazy...even when im being lazy its almost a calculated lazy..a well thought out laziness?...while i am go with the flow in most cases my internal clock is very precise...

i like how i am though...as i should huh? if i dont, who will? by organizing my life and keeping clutter at bay, my mind stays clear and i am able to focus...i am able to reach out to others because i am not worried about the little things that could distract me and pull my attention away...this is possibly why i am a decent listener...well that and the fact it takes me awhile to analyze things...therefore i am not one to rush into things or advice...im not the fast answer person...im not the one to go to for a quick fix...i suppose that good...although it also has its set backs...

ok, that was fun..i just sat here and analyzed myself...well thats needed at times...still funny how i went from the strip club to keeping my mind at ease...maybe thats why so many folks frequent strip clubs...to ease their minds...step away from lifes realities...letting the mind wonder along with the eyes...