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It's HIS Big Day Too..

(image from ClipArt.com

"What about the man?", he said "Huh?? What about the guy??"  I shrug..slowly chewing my steak. "What if HE wants a wedding??? What if he wants that experience?", he said as he raised an eyebrow. "Wow..well I never thought ouf that...". I went silent. "Yes. What if he wants his family and friends to experience that? It doesn't have to be all big and extravagant. Something small and intimate, even?, he declared. I was sitting there in shock. Finally I said, "So...Men want weddings?? Hmpf..." "Yes...if he's never been married.... He wants that "feeling" too. Why are you punishing the next guy for something someone else did? Or turned you off from?", he said it kinda low, taking another bite of his chicken.

I sat dumbfounded across from my guy friend at our nice, intimate dinner. We had been having a conversation about marriage, brought on mostly by our 20 year old waitress who was newly …

Turbo Fire: Day 1

Just a Little Update

"We Ain't Goin' Steady"..(Oh really??)

*sigh*...ya know...this song pretty much epitomizes what the fuck is wrong with OUR (and I include myself) generation of people..

First off..he opens the song with...."I love pussy...but I don't love these women. I refuse to be in a committed relationship...because I don't like that shit"


*sigh*.  I guess he's honest.  *shrug*. Given that Rocko is a b-rated artist who had not one, but 2 kids by Monica without marrying her..(and praise GOD for her having good sense to move on and GET MARRIED to a man who'd take her and her kids...instead of calling some fake, weak ass chump her "husband".), it doesn't surprise me that he'd make a song like this. If I was a betting woman, I'd bet that this was "Monica-inspired". I'm sure he said "Girl..I know we got 2 kids, live together, and all dat sh*t...but we don't go together. We ain't committed.".. Da hayle???

Then this terd....(in the song)... He said he just wants a…

I'm Not CUTE!!

NOTE: This was supposed to be a video blog. But after I actually recorded it...I realized it got way too personal than I wanted it to be. SO…settle for the written word. First off, let me say this isn’t a personal attack on anyone. Now that I’ve gotten that out of the way… I am a grown woman. I’ve been grown since I got my period; I was 13 or maybe 14, moved from a training bra to a size C cup in one single summer. Therefore, nothing makes me more irked and irritated than when someone (esp. a MAN) calls me “cute”. I haven’t been cute in a VERY long time. Cute is for babies and puppies. (aww..isn't that cute!!!!..............*crickets* )
I’m sure folks mean well. I think, as a friend pointed out, most guys are trying to be respectful out of the gate. If they hit you with the “sexy” off the jump...then of course the focus is on sex.... Therefore, if he wants more, he’ll use more respectful words. Being respectful…That’s all fine and well. But if you are man that is trying to get to know …

Poem: The Photograph

I can't sleep
I toss and turn
Lie awake in my bed
I reach for my phone
Looking through the photographs
I come across the one I took of you
The mischievous one
Where you did that thing with your hands..
Late night
Your hands
Which had earlier caressed the depths of me
And penetrated my layers until I was a soft, tender heat
Were now placed strategically near the top of your jeans
Exposing just a little of that well carved "v" in your hips..
Shirtless
Caramel Adonis glowing
I knew the moment I took it
What seemed like a silly photograph then...
I was gone
Smitten by your charms.
You at that moment possessed me
Beguiling and devilish
With a grin
I smirked and thought
"You sexy bastard.. You knew all along what you're doing..."
I lie here now
Awake
Staring at this photograph
Seduced at a snapshot
Taken as spontaneously as you had taken my depths
With a click
And a flash
Instant memory
Of beauty divine
That I have the pleasure of having
Until time or love or hearts say otherwise
But til then...
I c…