Dilemna

Did I spell that right? I feel like I'm missing a letter...

So here it is: you know the dress I wore for NYE; the fantabulous tweed and leather piped dress? Yeah, I talked it up so much that Drew wants me to wear it to a party we're going to on SoBeach. I told him I can't because I have too many pics on bacefook. You know I can't go to a party and not take pics! But I don't want to look like I only have one party dress!!

Yeah, its not really a life or death situation. But I'd like your opinion.

Yeah!

What she said!

That's my damn dog.

Baby Boom

Like Jameil, I don't want to be the last person in my crew to be wedded and have children. Actually, I am less worried about that and just pressed about being engaged. Isn't that the fun part Miss Patti?

Anyhoo, perusing FB as I'm oft to do, I noticed all the highschool chicks I know that have children. There was something in the water about 3 or 4 years ago cause I PROMISE you, there is a whole cohort of 23-25 year old who have toddlers. The two highschool classes after mine went to college and came back with more than a degree if you know what I mean. As for my classmates, I think we pretty much escaped unscathed.

I mention this cause it just seems like the people who shouldn't be having babies, do. I mean, the girls came out okay, doing big things in law school or their chosen profession and whatnot... it's just that I used to watch A Babee Storee on TeeLCee and I can't even count the number of couples who've tried and tried and cried and cried over conception or miscarriage or pregnancy complications. And then down the street, there's LaQuanTanish'ah who is 20 and having her 3rd child from a 3rd baby daddy. Or a college student who would do anything not to be pregnant and shame her family. I don't get it.

Here's a IM convo btwn Dani and I about her sister

DQ: Marica is pregnant with TWINS????????????????????????????

AK: shut up shut up STFU!

DQ: so that makes 3 kids?? Am I counting right? Didn't she just have a baby?

AK: OMG, she just had one all of four months ago!!

DQ: my womb hurts right now...fallopian tubes are throbbing. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!

AK: 2 words: clown.car. oooh. i think my ovaries just shrunk a little bit. Or swelled with pride cause that HAS to be a gift or some sort of talent!

DQ: I'm sooo... I can't close my mouth from sheer shock

AK: all I can do is SMH. I can't. and it's not just 3 kids but three kids under or just about ONE YEAR OLD! Dani, I think my uterus just fainted.


Lord, when my time comes, please let me be as fertile as Marica and honestly, her WHOLE family.

Reds?

I'm ready for a new tattoo.

Who wants to join me?

Let's make an Inked Blogger Day and get tats on the same day!! Yes?!

Anyone?

You in the back?

Clu? We're about due for a new one, you think?



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Wow.

I left my phone at school :-(

How will I check CNN at 5am without getting out of bed? and my she-mail? and bacefook???

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I left school with plans to go to Narnes and Boble and buy some books for my classroom library.

I did just that but...






I accidently fell in CBCG before I got to the bookstore.

They had this 70% off sign right in front; in the brightest red...

They had their winter wear on sale...



I saw a jacket I liked. Kinda like the one from Ranana Bepublic I haven't worn yet, but khaki. I would've preferred it in black...

I didn't get it.




I saw this sweater dress in the prettiest cream color. Double breasted with big black buttons. Knee length and fit just right.

I didn't get it.




They had a winter white waist length pea coat. A smidgen too big but CBCG runs big (on me at least) and I'm sure I'd be wearing more than a tee shirt under it...

I got it.


Then this gray dress that had nothing to do with anything but it was gray and I don't have a nice gray dress and I love gray clothes so much, I seriously would wear a gray wedding dress and want gray as a wedding color if it wasn't the same color as eeyore and everything else drab or hazy... *sigh* run on sentence, I know, train of thought, hop on.

That thing was the most expensive item I have EVER bought for myself. Like, too much for one piece of clothing that wasn't leather, cashmere or embroidered in 24k gold thread.
The dress was more expensive than the wool COAT!

*sigh*


*


Thinking about cutting my hair... the chick on the zertec commercial has a Stacie haircut. A long-ish, layered bob.

cute.

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On a brighter note, my new GQ came today. I've seen LeBron look better.

M.O.

Liked her dress and matching coat and pea green gloves during the inauguration process. Did NOT like her ball gown. IDK what those tufts or puffs were all along the skirt. Gosling feathers? Cotton balls? Baby's Breath? She is hit or miss with fashion for me. I wasn't a fan of her red & black election day dress either.

Mr. President. I don't know if its his ears or I'm just used to him in ties, but the big white bow-tie didn't do it for me. Maybe it should've been black. Or smaller. Something wasn't right to me.

Joe and Jill? Loved. I mean, can't really say too much about Joe's classic look but Jill B's red strapless was gorgeous. Simple and beautiful. And that dress could translate into any color.

I watched the Neighbor.hood Ball. I wish I was there but... *eyeroll* Must Beyawnce be ev.ree.where? It reminded me of when she performed for the Oscars THREE times! French, Spanish, and English!! There are COUNTLESS talents out there! It would've been awesome if etta sang her own song! Or has anyone ever hear xtina aguilera sing "at last"? OMG. Shut.it.DOWN. Whatever the case, that 11 track double disc diva and her hubby need to sit down. Does Jay think he's 'Ye? Can he really wear anything and get away with it? Where did those glasses come from? I know he's been rocking them for a lil minute but that doesn't make him look better in them. I think he looks lame in those perpetrators. They aint real, Hov! Take 'em off and get a haircut! You're from NY! You're supposed to stay with the caesar!

Mariah looked like a controlled mess. Like she planned to almost spill out of her dress.

Vanessa Williams looked good as usual. She knows herself. Alicia? Meh. Not the worst I've seen her. We'll go with safe.

Ummm, I'm not watching the Youth Ball. Are Sash and Lia in attendance? I want to see their pretty little heads! How fab is their hair? I know their hairdresser loved straightening that hair! I am so excited that their daddy is the president!

Okay. I must go to sleep now. Ttyl

TODAY

Yeah, blogger and I are going to fight. I had this post that was realtime typing and apparently, it didn't post. Oh well, my last sentence was this:










MY PRESIDENT IS BLACK

blah

I don't really have much to say. but I don't want a week to go by without ANYTHING so here are some random things on my mind


I am more excited to see what M.O. is going to wear as her inaugural gown. I hope she picks the no name chick from the Chi she's been wearing and not one of the big name designers who dress celebrities all day, everyday.

I swear today was everybody get married or engaged day on facebook. I know I swore it off last year but that was when guys were doing the damn thing and proposing left and right. today, it was chicks I know and family in ghana. albums from everyone's vantage point. i was actually surprised about how nice one wedding was... based on the couples' website, i thought it was going to be some hood ish.

the school year is half over. we have reached the 90 day mark. 100th day of school is jan 30 and I can't wait. i think my kids will count out 100 cheerios and m&m's for math. do 100 jumping jacks? read 100 books? we'll figure something out by then

i think jill b.is so cute. its too funny that she got shushed. "did you just 'shush' me?!" is my automatic question to that! LOL I wish somebody would shush me...

it was overcast all day today. no rain or anything. just clouds and wind. it made the temp feel much cooler than it really was. and 2 cold fronts are coming thru this week. so much for my barack tees everday this week. maybe i will layer...i'm good for that. i love the longsleeve/short sleeve look. yeah. there it is.

been doing some thinking... 2009 is not looking cool. i can't say that i've been happy yet. the one person who used to be my hero isn't anymore. it saddens me and i just wonder, if other things pick up in his life, will I?

had good ole convo with God on the way home today. I seriously asked him, "let me know what's up, Dude."


I need to be missed. Pull a disappearing act or something.




that's where I am today. toodles.

genius

I love to hate Apul. I talk ish to Drew abt his mak obsession, but I don't laugh at that stock he has in it! Anyway, itoons has thing called genuis and it is just that: genius.

In a early 90s, elementary school mood, clicked on Color Me Badd's "All 4 Love"

*swoon*

Ayce of Bayse, M*JJ, Thike, Jilly Boel, UBe40, Jahmiroquai and even the Steve Miller Band's Abracadabra!

Love.

Taking note from Shani, I'm publishing my playlist from the latest greatest thing that I can't believe I lived without from Appul

Based on We Major my favorite 'Ye song

1. We Major
2. Hurt Me Soul (loopay)
3. The Blast (tahlib + teck)
4. Mathematics (mose)
5. She Lives in My Lap (3 Stax)
6. That Girl (Dymond Dee + farell & snupe)
7. Yolanda's House (GFK)
8. Get By remix (quali, hove, bussa bus)
9. What a Job (dehvin + snupe, 3 stax)
10. Two Words ('Ye, mose, freeweigh)
11. Guess Who's Back (the god)
12. So Sexy (twista + kellz)
13. Do You See (warren gee)
14. Diamonds & Wood (KGU)
15. K.O.S. (Blakstar)
16. Hurt (t.I.)
17. Whose Gonna Take the Weight (gang staar)
18. The People (commun)
19. Late ('ye)
20. You're the Man (nahz)
21. Hip Hop (mose)
22. Selfish (slum villa)
23. Phone Tap (the firm)
24. Git Up, Git Out (ONP)
25. Higher (do or die + 'ye)

How great is that list? Even with the Twista track thrown in the mix, this ish is hot!

I can't front, "So Sexy" was my joint for a hot little minute. It started when I called a dude and heard that was my ringtone. Head swole.

So we know I love 'ye. And mos. And dre. And you may know from an old post that I had a crush on warren for the longest.

Ghost is my fave wutanger and I may have more of his albums than most chicks do...
phone tap... i just love the concept and the filter over their voices, I wish I was from NY for 3 min and 46 seconds...

who doesn't love knowledge of self and the blast is a neo-classic.

What a Job? The other side of the rap game as only devin and dre can spit it. Not too geeked on snoop's verse

Aww man, I need a drop top and it to be Saturday. This is feel good, crunk without "bus a nigga head" feeling music! I need to burn it and blast it in the Bose out front. Makbook speakers aren't doing this justice!

gotta do this more often

just woke up from a 4 hour nap

I don't know if it was something I ate (agae tofu, miso soup, raw tuna)... no, it's cause I left the radio on louder than usual while I was asleep. I usually fall asleep to the radio; set the sleep for somewhere between 90-120 minutes depending on how tired I am. I think "sleep" is the coolest invention on a stereo/radio BTW.

You know what else it might be? I don't fall asleep to "hip-hop and rnb" stations. I find my quiet storm channel or even some 80s wonderbread; meatloaf, jefferson starship sappy stuff to fall asleep to.


let me tell you about my dream.

First, I was in my classroom, in my reading center, sitting on one of the seats I have for the kids, calling the radio station. It must have beena teacher work day cause the students weren't there. I was caller number 10 and I didn't know what I won. The DJ told me and I said, "what?!" He got a little attitude and we had to do the call over so he can record me being excited. I thought he was looking over my winning record and telling the program director I can't get the john legend estelle tix cause I just won something else. Turns out I won the DVD "The Xpress", the nidsey movie about the 1st black heisman trophy winner. I feigned excitement (rather well), "OMG, I LOVE that movie! and I am the biggest fan of this station!" and it turns out, they forgot I won tix to the concert last month.

Then I was running around Sleapy Brown's house. he has leopard print floor tile. But not real leopard print, more like paw prints you'd see on a bulletin board at a school whose mascot is the bulldog (like mine). Matter of fact, his floor was my 'Wow! Wall' background. I was running around trying to catch him and Issac hayes was there chilling on the couch with my friend Kitty. Sleapy didn't want to be caught so I just went and took a shower in another part of the house that was totally different. It was sterile white and bland as opposed to the paw print side that had wood carvings and masks and paintings like a mini Africa exhibit (like our house). Kitty explained that Sleapy lives two lives; one based on who he is and the other based on karma coming his way. I blame that little gem on "Chopped and Screwed" playing sometime during my nap. Thanks Looda.

Then I was on a swim team and we were on our way to a swim meet. Our transport wasn't a bus or van but a G Wagon with sand colored interior. our swimsuits were light turquoise and white, down to the caps and goggles. the driver was the grandfather of a boy I had a crush on when I was in kindergarten. I kept on asking him to turn up the radio and he'd hold his hand up like, "Uh-uh-uhhhh!" I think we were supposed to get in the zone or something. Turns out our g wagon was also a boat cause we were driving over the ocean. The bottom of the truck was a raft and someone had a pocketknife. it punctured the bottom but what it REALLY did was inflate a submarine under the car. We were driving over them as there were speed bumps placed really close together. I feel like 2Poc and Pookeisha Cole were on at time.

Next, I was at publix getting food for the team. They sold subs for $.89/pound, I had an 8lb sub and everyone was like, "whoa!" *eye roll in dream*. I thought about getting this pre-made ham wrap for $.59 but my sub was made to my specifications, with shredded carrots and something else. That part I blame on the waitress where I had lunch. she was giving someone the ingredient run-down and I overheard.

I guess the team won cause the last part of the dream I remember was being at the club, (Rok Bar) popping champagne with j. Jones. Its obvious what song was on.


Then I woke up.

How fab is that dream?! OMG!

Fab

I got my GQ (Christmas gift from Jameil :-).

It is the bright light in my very unfabulous life right now. Read the Record Dish for more.

Not Happy

And being sick is the least of my worries. I can take medicine for that.

I am a 26 y.o. sleeping on the same TWIN bed she had since forever. I am in the only house I've ever known, with the same furniture and the only thing new is the junk and the color on the walls.


I am so not happy right now. It hits me like a ton of bricks how unfab this is and how it wasn't supposed to be like this. Up until Christmas Eve, everything was okay. Then people showed their asses and I've been on thin ice since then.

I am going to be 27. TWENTY SEVEN years old in 4 months. You think I still want to be cleaning the bathtub in my mother's house as if I'm getting allowance?


I washed my hair this afternoon. Blow drying it left some hair on the bathroom floor. Naturally, I swept it up, wipe the counter down and basically left the bathroom a little neater than I found it. Mom comes home and says, "I see you swept. Go ahead and take out the trash since you added your dirt to it"

Are you fucking kidding me? Are you serious? How many ti-

OMG, I can't.

My bro comes home from work and she asks him to take it out. The nice way to say "hell naw" comes out and the guilt tripping, hollering and shit begin. "Yeah, people want to lie in bed all day and not doing anything but be on the computer and do their hair and they expect me to clean up after them..."

Really? So after working 5 days -3 of them sick, 1 very sick- I have a Saturday to rest and actually sleep in seeing how I get up at 530am M-F and this is the bullshit I have to hear? Are you fucking kidding me??! Get the fuck out of here with that bull shit!


Then there's the BF who quite frankly, has been on my list. Last year when I was sick, he picked me up, took me to his place and cared for me. His ole physical touch self was even demanding kisses despite my runny nose and sneezing fits. Yesterday, I get the text, "are you contagious? Maybe you should stay up there cause I don't want to get sick"

Are YOU fcuking kidding me?! I'm over you right now. I'm over this 13 year bestfriendship 2 year relationship and all we do is meet up on the weekends as if we're some college students in a long distance relationship. 2 years of a pseudo long distance relationship? Really?! I'm good enough for sushi only on the weekends? That was cute at first, but not when you're a 26 bout to be 27 year old who is still sleeping on the same twin bed she got when her little sister was born almost 19 years ago. If this is what you want, come see me in Texas.


Oh yeah, I ended up taking the trash to shut her up. You know I'm pissed the fcuk off now. On top of being sick. This is NOT the beat.

Intrinsic Rewards

I'm a teacher. Obviously, I'm not doing it for the money, I do it for the love of children. For Christmas, one of my favorite students got me a snowflake! It was the cutest little craft thing; had a letter from my name hand-painted on each of the little arms + an S in the middle. I should've taken a picture of it before we put everything away... but the little things are what drives me to teach. The notes with inventive spelling, the hugs before they go home...


anyway, there are some "rewards" I can do without.


Colds.



My internship semester, I had a nasty cold.
My first year teaching I had two nasty colds...
I was surprised I made this far in the school year unscathed but alas...


This week, two girls came up to me and said, "Ms. Kutieboots, my throat hurts!" and "Duele mi garganta" (my non english speaker). I told them to drink water and everything should feel a little better. Then, a boy in my class brought a hacking cough to school and didn't know he's supposed to cover his mouth! I wore off on him, talking bout, "Hey!! Are you trying to get me sick?! I don't want to be sick! And I ESPECIALLY don't want whatever you have! You need to cover your mouth when you cough! We don't share germs in here!"

Upset! I get visibly irritated and disgusted at the sight of people not covering their mouths! That.is my pet peeve. That's the only thing I'm germaphobic about. Not big on hand sanitizer, don't wash my hands before every meal, have kids spit gum, pen caps, paper, erasers in my hands... whatever.


So I wake up Friday morning with a sore throat. Ahh, a little achy, I can make it thru the day. Get some hot tea in me and I'm out the door. The day and my throat get worse. 1130, I realize I'm not hungry and I can't even finish the orange juice I bought that monring. It took me forever to corral the kids off the playgroud 'cause I couldn't call them! I waved frantically till I got someone's atterntion and my Teacher Helper did the rest. By 1230, I'm laid out on the reading rug and the kids are doing whatever they want. Luckily, I have my kids so scared to get a color change, they self regulate their behavior. They are playing with the big playdoh (as opposed to the little playdoh they used for fun writing), they're on cartoon network on the computer (supposed to be PBS kids or something educational) the girls are writing on the board with my dry-erase markers... all the while I'm just buried in my sweatshirt on the floor.

"Ms. Kutieboots, can we play wi-"
"yes. I don't care"
"What abo-" "
Yes, knock yourself out"
"Juan Carlos is on-"
"Its Fun Friday, have fun"

Daah. I'm freezing even though I have on a camisole, fitted tee, college tee and a sweatshirt. My voice is totally gone and my temperaure is going up. Dismissal at 2pm took forever to come. It did, I signed out at 225 and was out. Got home, realized I don't like hot tea but was forced to drink it by mom. When she left the room, I dumped it down the bathroom sink. Since I "liked" it so much, she made more. I took two advils and a benadryl and tried to go to sleep. My body was asleep but my mind was wide awake. The 3 hour nap felt like I was just closing my eyes trying to fall asleep. When I did actually wake up, it was weird.
Fever gone, appetite back, I struggled to eat my weight in rice and corned beef stew. Did it twice. It hurt to swallow but the food was great. Dozed on and off for a couple of hours, drank some water, sent texts since I couldn't talk, watched TV and went to bed. Fever returned so I took some more advil but no ben. that ish is wack. I don't know how I fell asleep cause my throat was killing me and I was getting up to cough up ebola/mad cow... oh well.

Now this morning, I downed two mugs of hot chocolate and my throat feels better. Since my docs aren't in, I might stop by a clinic to get some antibiotics cause this bird flu is not getting it.

love languages

Toni had this book that captured my attention with its cover. I don't know about you, but I judge books by them. The title was simple: The Five Love Languages.
I read, studied, took notes, and heed.

1. Words of Affirmation.
Encouraging, kind, humble words. Love requests, love doesn't demand.

2. Quality Time
Undivided attention, genuine conversation of not just speaking, but hearing as well; togetherness

3. Receiving Gifts
Gifts and money or gift of self (physical presence)

4. Acts of Service
Doing things wouldn't neccesarily do as an act of love.

5. Physical Touch
Implicit or explicit


After reading about the different languages, I tried to figure out which one I "spoke". Not the touchy feely type, #5 was out. Born with so much swag, my hair got game, #1 was out... after further discussion and thru everyday conversation with Toni, we figured out that I am #3. I feel love thru gifts.

Few people know how horrible my holiday season was and after reading the book, it all made sense. I was DEVASTATED I got nothing for my anny or Christmas from Drew, brother, or sister. Like, "boo hoo crying, taking hella advil and benadryl to get rid of splitting headache and go to sleep" devastation. "Eyes still puffy the whole next day" devastation. All I wanted was a token of appreciation; it didn't have to be expensive or grand and no-one thought enough of me to get even, a card.

One year, my FAVORITE Christmas gift were colored bobby pins my sister got for me. I just cut all my hair off and she truly surprised me with something less than $2 from Claire's.


Last night, after watching back to back football games with Drew and his crew, I was headed to bed. When I got there, there was a pink hibiscus on my pillow. You would've thought I just hit the lottery. So geeked off of that little token of love. Didn't cost anything but meant so much to me.


Most guys think they are #5 Physical Touch but that might not be the case. True, men are more prone to be physical than emotional but don't be surprised to find the guy who just wants you to share the couch during the game, whether you're watching or not. Or the guy who LOVES how you picked up his dry cleaning for no reason. Or the guy who beams like a kinder when you tell him, "damn baby! You look so good!" You might be thinking, "who doesn't like all of these things?" but one is def dominant and make it your mission to figure out what language you and yours speak.


My mom is an Acts of Service person day in and day out. She holds grudges if you didn't do something for her and will sulk in misery cause you didn't volunteer to iron her dress. I am learning to do little things for her and we'll see how this year goes.

I get my confidence from my dad but I still think he's a Words of Affirmation guy. I'm sure in a household with 12 kids, praise didn't go around freely and I do see him glow when I compliment him on a wonderful wardrobe choice or cool music selection.

My brother. My fragile brother who has this demeanor of having his ish together and being self assured... def depends on what others say. If its negative, you can bet that pisces is headed downstream. If the words are encouraging, the request is humble, (now) he will go all out.

My sister, I have just figured out, is a Quality Time person. She wants you to be there. I think she's still hurt my mom didn't attend many of her softball games but come to find out, mom probably didn't go to the games b/c mini me didn't take out the trash before she left BECAUSE mom didn't pick her up from practice the night before BECAUSE... you see where I'm going with this.
Softball, cheerleading, stepshows, tryouts... we'll see what I can make this semester.

Now my Drewski speaks Physical Touch. It used to annoy the HELL out of me how touchy feely he was. Either I've gotten used to it or he's calmed down... nah, I've gotten used to it. I have to constantly be touching him or vice versa. Holding his hand, rubbing his belly or back, massaging his head, forehead kisses, hugs... he gets despondent if I push him to his side of the bed cause its too hot to be all up on me *shrug* what? I'm in Florida where its 76 degrees at night! But yeah, my Drew needs the PT.

Its really cool finding out what makes your loved ones feel really loved. You could be keeping the cleanest house for your man and he still spends his time somewhere else. You could be showering her with gifts and she's still not happy. Take the info I read and make your 2009 great!

Daaah.

IDK how to make a blog that equals my fantastic-ness. So until then, just fantastic and fabulous pics of the week!

I wonder where I am????? Could it be... the A?


Fun times with Joy and Jam! Please ignore my hat hair.


The next day, before we hit up the NY's party. How good do we look? OMG, disgustingly good.


At the spot


HAPPY NEW YEAR!


Next day at the aquarium. mesmerized.


How cool is this shot?


The lovely couple at dinner :-)