Sex and The Southern Belle

*blows the dust off the blog* Ya know, I said I wasn't going to do this. I wasn't going to utter the single word on my blog about this  lady...but alas........ I am a true audiophile. I LOVE LOVE music. Seriously...and a wide array of artists. There are tons of artists I just do not care for that others enjoy with a fervor that is borderline "religious". Artists such as Alicia Keys. Ke$ha,  Taylor Swift, Rihanna, Madonna ............. There are others that I "mildly" tolerate  because although their antics are borderline unstable..they do have talent such as Lady Gaga, Mariah Carey, Kanye West.... But no other artist brings up more hysterical debates, fervor and foolishness..than Beyonce. I am no fan of Beyonce. Never have been. Never will be. I didn't like Destiny's Child. I wont be paying my rent money for her tickets. I won't be buying her music as gifts. I maybe have two of her songs strictly as instrumentals for my work out mix.  My...

So it was floating all around Facebook and social media today. .the article from the NY Post about a young black woman, Stephani Smith, a page six reporter for the very own Post that publishes this foolywang article, who declares that she wil make 300 sammiches for her boyfriend to propose to her. Let's file this under: Girl..you are DTM (as my fiance' would say): DOING THE MOST... *side eye*  I know women who have done FAR MORE..for FAR LESS...but MochaPeach is not the one. Now..before I go into a feminist tirade...trust me...I won't be doing that.  My fiance' and I LOVE to cook together. Food is our way we communicate our love to each other.....but honey girlfriend..was doing a lot. I can count the number of sandwiches I've made Beau....and I got a ring.... *shrug* Hell...all that man wanted from me was potato skins......real talk. ANd I made them.... ...and here we are. But I digress. After I read the opening line of the article...talking about ...

"It's been a long time..I shouldn't have left you..without a dope beat to step to...." I know! I know! I haven't done a "Thursday Tunes" in forever and a day! But  life gets in the way... But I got two words for you: Tamar BRaxton! The younger sister of diva songstress Toni Braxton is holding her own with her release "Love and War". And I am so here for it. So are my gay homies who love Tamar and find her to be so over the top! Like a drag queen without the man parts! LMAO! But enough of her dramatics..the girl can SING! Period. No denying that...even if you hate her drama her voice is undeniable! I loved her new album. I ran out and pre-ordered it..... and I INSTANTLY fell in love with the opening track, her second single "The one". She samples Mtume/Biggie's versions of "Juicy"...and it works SO WELL here! It is a FUN song...and I LOVE IT. The video for it is super cute as a very pregnant Tamar is show fro...

Me and my fiance' had a bit of a disagreement last week... No. I wont get into the details of what it was about because that is between us. But I will say I learned a valuable lesson. (This is a bit of a paraphrase/mash-up of the situation but bear with me...the lesson still stands) I had my arms folded. My lip poked out (not in a snotty 13 year old kind of way but in a tired, old Grandma frustration kind of way). I walked in the door and didn't say a word to him. Not even hello. I heard him say "Well hello to you too............" and I closed my door. I took off my clothes and got in bed. I figured it was best I just avoid him.....give him some "space" before I blew it up out of proportion. Later, he climbed in next to me and I was asleep, truly asleep. He leaned over wearily and asked "Are you awake?" I groaned and grumbled, upset my sleep was disturbed and said "I WAS ASLEEP" in my most annoyed voice. He sighed. He tried to...

(He sure does like coming home to my "rump roast"!! ) FEELING new job. more money.  blessed. loved.  giddy: there is something about when someone you love just says something that carries you throughout the day. When you think you look like crap, and he goes "Have I told you how beautiful you are today?" like I am dreaming. I swear...I wait for God to snap me out this happiness and dreams fulfilled...not so far *pinches self*....yeah...not dreaming :) Our (now infamous) BitStrip wars. My fiance' and I have no sense. LOL. (above is just one of my favs. A friend gave us an idea to use them as Table Numbers or as a flip book for the wedding. Maybe...not a bad idea though) new friends. It's FOOTBALL pre-season! YEEK! a new home. a new place to call "our own"............ the tears in my mother's eyes as she took my face in her little hands  in the Bridal Salon and said "Dear..is this your dress??" sleeping in and doing ...

I feel like I am overdosing on blessings. I'm debating even keeping this blog. I mean...I just do not have the time. Besides...I started the blog to talk about my dating trials and tribulations, which morphed into sex-positive contributions...but...I just don't think my life is about that anymore. I am sure it ministered and was a blessing to some...but right now??? What is it doing for ME is the bigger question? How can it still minister to me and make ME happy?  My life has done a complete 180 in the past few months. I mean..I am attempting to study for comps. Which isn't going that great to be honest..and I take the exam (supposedly) in October. I am debating pushing it to Spring when it is given next time. I don't have time. They say you never read everything on your exam list. But damn...can I get halfway there??? I work and am getting more duties and responsibilities which makes me just overworked...but joyful about what seems to be progressive change tha...

Fin.