Ok, so since I've had the baby, something bad has happened to my memory. I had a topic picked out for today's blog. Rae Pembroke loves...something...wait, okay, whatever. I had to go to the bathroom, but sidetracked with a work email and then...poof! Like fucking smoke it disappeared.
My hubby has been saying that I "allegedly" don't tell him things I think I do, or don't communicate my wants that I think I say, but come on...he's a man. Men do this all the time, say they don't hear you, you didn't say it, etc as a way to get out of things. But recently my mom said I did it to her. I said I asked her to go to the store and she said I didn't. I feel she and I had a whole conversation about the store and she says that never took place.
Last night, my hubby said its becoming a real problem and now I went totally blank during my blog topic. So...is it me or has my hubby rubbed off on my mom? I pick the later, lmao.
I think carrying another person zapped all my good stuff. My ability to think and say what i'm thinking out loud, my ability to tone up fat...especially in my belly, my ability to give a damn about most things, lol. Oh well...I guess the next blog will be Rae Pembroke loves...ginko golaba, lmao.
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Friday, January 30, 2009
...Joke? or Real Life?
A married woman had lunch with 2 of her unmarried friends; one engaged and the other a mistress. Of course the married woman had been married for 20+ years. They were chatting about their relationships and decided to amaze their men by wearing a black leather bra, stiletto heels and a mask over their eyes. They agreed to meet in a few days to exchange notes.
Here's how it all went....
The engaged friend: The other night when my boyfriend came over he found me with a black leather bodice, tall stilettos and a mask. He saw me and said, "You are the woman of my dreams. I love you." Then we made love all night long.
The mistress: Me too! The other night I met my lover at his office and I was wearing the leather bodice, heels and mask over my eyes and a raincoat. When I opened the raincoat he didn't say a word, but we had wild sex all night.
Then the married woman shared her story: When my husband came home I was wearing the leather bodice, black stockings, stilettos and a mask over my eyes. As soon as he came in the door and saw me he said, "What's for dinner, Batman??"
And the above story is why I was terrified to ever get married!
Here's how it all went....
The engaged friend: The other night when my boyfriend came over he found me with a black leather bodice, tall stilettos and a mask. He saw me and said, "You are the woman of my dreams. I love you." Then we made love all night long.
The mistress: Me too! The other night I met my lover at his office and I was wearing the leather bodice, heels and mask over my eyes and a raincoat. When I opened the raincoat he didn't say a word, but we had wild sex all night.
Then the married woman shared her story: When my husband came home I was wearing the leather bodice, black stockings, stilettos and a mask over my eyes. As soon as he came in the door and saw me he said, "What's for dinner, Batman??"
And the above story is why I was terrified to ever get married!
Thursday, January 29, 2009
I'm Baaacccckkkk and Crack is Whack
So, I'm back Bitches!
Yes, the Rae Pembroke is back...the same only...my water has been broke. I got caught up in the "crack" game and all that lovey dovey, rock the boat, new position shit landed me bare foot and pregnant.
Now after almost a year, I have resurfaced with a whole new perspective, kinda...on life, love, babies, music, it all.
As you know my posts are quite random and will probably be even more so because I have no idea what to talk about now. My baby, celebrity gossip, sex positions while pregnant, weight, my severe hair loss...who knows where I'm going but ride wit me.
Today, I want to discuss Jodeci. Where are they and why did crack have to be their drug of choice? I know people who have smoked weed and never felt they needed to take it to the other level. Maybe even pop a pill or do a line of coke and keep it moving...but why crack. Haven't we learned its whack? Damn. On the way to work I heard "Stay" the remix. And you know the break down at the end..."oh, i'm sorry i left you so wrong, so wrong, but I really need for you to come back home...whhooooooooooo, i'm begging you baby, no, no, no, no, no, no, nooooooo" That part? It just made me remember first hearing that in like...6th/7th grade, and though I didn't get it then, it was so awesome. They made music that we loved. I remember my Jodeci boots I would wear with my stretch pants...man, classic! And crack took them away.
Below is my memorial of all those greats we have lost to crack:
Jodeci
Whitney Houston
Bobby Brown
Rick James
My Uncle Charlie
David Ruffin
Randolph Cook - Oprah's ex boyfriend in the 80's who says they got high and had good sex togehter...true...maybe
Darrly Strawberry
Christan Slater
Noelle Bush - Jeb's Daughter, Ex-prez neice
Robert Downing Jr. - almost but he made a crack comeback
Amy Winehouse - so sad, she even did an instructional video on how to hit the pipe
Donnie - My neighbor who used to shovel our snow
Yes, the Rae Pembroke is back...the same only...my water has been broke. I got caught up in the "crack" game and all that lovey dovey, rock the boat, new position shit landed me bare foot and pregnant.
Now after almost a year, I have resurfaced with a whole new perspective, kinda...on life, love, babies, music, it all.
As you know my posts are quite random and will probably be even more so because I have no idea what to talk about now. My baby, celebrity gossip, sex positions while pregnant, weight, my severe hair loss...who knows where I'm going but ride wit me.
Today, I want to discuss Jodeci. Where are they and why did crack have to be their drug of choice? I know people who have smoked weed and never felt they needed to take it to the other level. Maybe even pop a pill or do a line of coke and keep it moving...but why crack. Haven't we learned its whack? Damn. On the way to work I heard "Stay" the remix. And you know the break down at the end..."oh, i'm sorry i left you so wrong, so wrong, but I really need for you to come back home...whhooooooooooo, i'm begging you baby, no, no, no, no, no, no, nooooooo" That part? It just made me remember first hearing that in like...6th/7th grade, and though I didn't get it then, it was so awesome. They made music that we loved. I remember my Jodeci boots I would wear with my stretch pants...man, classic! And crack took them away.
Below is my memorial of all those greats we have lost to crack:
Jodeci
Whitney Houston
Bobby Brown
Rick James
My Uncle Charlie
David Ruffin
Randolph Cook - Oprah's ex boyfriend in the 80's who says they got high and had good sex togehter...true...maybe
Darrly Strawberry
Christan Slater
Noelle Bush - Jeb's Daughter, Ex-prez neice
Robert Downing Jr. - almost but he made a crack comeback
Amy Winehouse - so sad, she even did an instructional video on how to hit the pipe
Donnie - My neighbor who used to shovel our snow
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