My Favorite Memory

One of favorite memories is my 21st birthday, mainly because it was hilarious and I remember it!  My friends and went out to the bar, we hit up Bucks first.  My Birthday falls on New Year’s so the bars were packed..of course.  My friends tell the DJ it’s my birthday within minutes of arriving.  We sit down and have a drink and a shot or two, and I hear my name being called. The DJ is calling me to the dance floor where one of the waiters is sitting on the opposite side with his legs open.  The DJ tells me that because it’s my birthday, I now have to CRAWL across the dance floor and without using my hands, take the shot that is sitting between the waiter’s open legs.  He called it a ‘blow job" shot. I didn’t want to do it, I refused to do it! But they simply were not having it.  So, After ten minutes of arguing back and forth as to whether I was gonna do this shot, my SOBER self, crawled acrossed the dance floor, and using my hands, took the shot!  I had never been so embarrassed, in my life, the least my friends could have done, was wait til I was drunk. I would have been down for anything.

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Man of the House

My son Aesaias is one month short of 3 and he’s the spitting image of me. From his hair, to his attitude,everything. The other night I had some friends over, as I usually do, couple of them males. So as the night comes to a close my friend Dre, falls asleep on the couch. My other friends Char and Chris try to wake him, but it appears he’s ignoring us and is trying to spend the night. Well my son is not having this. He goes over to Dre, hits him a couple of times and demands he wakes up. After a few minutes, Dre opens his eyes, but continues to just lay there. My son tells him, "Dre, it’s time to go, where’s your jacket?"  I laughed so hard, I didn’t know how to respond to it.  Dre and chris laughed, Char was already out in the vehicle.  As Dre is still not getting up, Aesaias keeps telling him, "it’s time to go, you gotta find your jacket", in his sweet little voice.  The guys ask Aesaias if he wants to go too, Aesaias responds, "no, i stay here."  I could not believe what had just happened.  My son was kicking out my ‘boyfriend’. 

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Quirks

. Post these rules on your blog.

2. Tell about your six quirks.

3. Tag six bloggers to do the same, the lucky winners are… List your six here…

4. Leave them a comment to let them know you’ve tagged them so they can particiapate.

1.  Can’t stand when people cry.  Not because I think they are weak or what they are crying for is insignificant, but because no matter what they are cryng about I feel the need to cry too. And most of the time break out in tears.

2. I have a slight case of OCD. My clothes are color coated hanging in my closet. My cupbaords are arranged by type of food and size of containers. When I play mancala, at the beginning and end of the game all the stones need to be amongst their own colors and not just thrown back in the box or mismatched.

3. I hate being told no. It makes me cry.

4. I am not a morning person. I could have slept 15 hours the night before and would still struggle to get up at 8a.

5. I cannot stand dark pop, it all tastes like whiskey!

6. When I was little my baby sitter would force me to eat my vegetables, most of the time it was peas.  I would refuse and refuse and still she would battle with me.  I have not touched a pea since I was 6 or 7 years old.

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Why Write?

Why do I write?  I write because it forces me to focus my thoughts. I write because written words can be edited. I write because sometimes thinking just happens too fast and I miss some pretty important stuff.  I write for people to read.  I write to be personal, I write to be funny, I write to have a good time.  For the most part, I write because I am able.

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