Friday, October 30, 2009

Send me a picture

"Drink all day, smoke all night, let's get it poppin. I'm in Miami Trick" My phone rings. Looky here I got a text message and it reads... "Can you send me a picture?" *blank stare* Now on Twitter we just had a trending topic about #textdatgetsnoreply and this was probably #1. Are you serious? Can you get a picture? Picture of what? My Halloween costume? My son? My car? What the hell is it that you want a picture of? Then I look at he time and it 2:19am. Do you know what time it is? Why the hell are you texting me at 2:19am asking me for a picture? What makes you think that I'm up this time of night anyway? You have got some nerve.
I throw the phone down on the bed and continue to blog when yet again, "Drink all day, smoke all night, let's get it poppin. I'm in Miami Trick" My phone rings. I pick the phone up and its a text message again but this time I am in for a surprise. The text reads... "I know that you got my last text and ignored my request so I decided to send you a picture. Hope that you enjoy it. Good Nite" So I scroll down to view the picture and oh was I in for a surprise... I could not believe my eyes. It was picture of a
Marc Jacobs handbag.

Below the picture read "It should be there in the next 2-3 days." Love The Mister!!!! OMG how I love that man. He knows what I like.. yes he does. And the next time he tells me to send him a picture I will send whatever he likes *wink,wink*

Wednesday, October 28, 2009

In the Beginning

I can remember it like yesterday. Dec. 3rd, 2005. I was leaving Sams Club with my mom and grandma. The entire time we were at Sams my mom was talking about Lemon Pepper chicken from Wing Stop. By the time we left Sams I was annoyed and just wanted to hurry up and get her some damn chicken. Well we arrived at Wing Stop and I went inside to place the order. As I walk in there was only one thing on my mind and that was getting this lady her chicken and getting the hell out of there. I walked in and went straight to the counter to place my order. I had no idea there was someone sitting there waiting for their order. After I placed my order I turned around to have a seat and there he was.
Him: "Hi"
Me: "Hey"
Him: "How are you"
Me: "Fine"
Ok so I was really short with the man because damn I was looking a mess. I came out the house with some sweat pants and a over sized T-Shirt. I had on my glasses and my hair was in a ponytail. So I know he wasn't trying to talk to me. Ugh! Back to the Convo...
Him: My name is Troy. What's your name?
Me: Chay
Him: Are you from here?
Me: Yes I live in the city but I just moved back down from Tally.
Him: Oh really you went to school up there?
Me: Yeah I went to FAMU.
Well the conversation went on and on from there. We talked for about 15 mins. Within that time I had managed to tell him that I studied Elem Education and Psychology and wanted to write a book and become a sex therapist.

I think at that time he asked me for my number. I gave him the house phone number.
Then he left as I sat there waiting on my food. Once the food was ready I went back out to the car to tell my mom about how pissed I was that she made me come to Wing Stop looking a mess. I also told her that this guy name Troy was in there trying to talk to me. She laughed and said maybe he would be my future husband. Ha!!! She must be silly.

Not less that 30 minutes later I received a phone call from Troy. We talked all day then that night he asked if he could come over. I was a little skeptical at first because damn he was anxious but I let him come by anyway. He came over and we sat outside and talked all night. That was almost 4 years ago & we still together. So much has happened between then and now but this is just an introduction to my relationship with the Mister. Stay tuned for all the details and events that lead up to know. 4 years and a 2 year old later.

Sunday, October 18, 2009

Tag! You're IT

Do you want to play a game?? Well too bad because you already are! Lol. I was tagged by a great bloggers~~~~~>StarrlaMonae<~~~~yeah check her out btw! Thanks! Now let's play!

The Rules:

1. Open your 1st photo folder

2. Scroll down to the 10th photo

3. Post that photo and story on your blog.

4. Tag 5 or more people

This is a picture of my son when he was 9 months old. We were at Memorial Regional Hospital with his Aunt Krissy after she gave birth to his cousin Jada Aiyanna. This was taken exactly 2 years and 2 weeks ago. Now Chrisitan and Jay Baby are two little Terrors. Double trouble when they are together. But I love them both. They are growing up to be great children. The Joys of Motherhood & Auntiehood. LOL

I don't have 5 people to Tag but if you view my blog feel free to play along. Thank you! Enjoy!

Friday, October 16, 2009

Semi- Single

When I think about my life and my relationship I always feel as if I am semi - single. I mean when I fill out any paper work it ask if I am married, single, widowed or divorced. And what do I choose??? SINGLE!!! Why is that? Because this man has not put a ring on it. When I first heard that damn Single Ladies song I thought that it was so dumb. But then I had to sit back and evaluate my almost 4 year relationship with the Mister. I mean 4 years, a son, more drama than necessary & I'm still checking off single on all my important paper work.. *rolls eyes* Something has got to give.

I know that if I planned a wedding that he would show up and marry me. But what woman wants that. I want this man to know that deep down in his heart I am the only person he wants to spend the rest of his life with. I want him to decide that he wants to make me the Mrs because there is no one else in this world that he can see with that title. I want him to go to Zales and see the most perfect ring that he would love to see on my finger, purchase it and ask me to marry him. That is so not a lot to ask for. But hell 4 years later and I still just the baby mamma.

And I guess that's where the semi part comes into play. The Mister and I have lived together for 3 1/2 years. We have a 2 going on 3 year old son. Our relationship is something like that of Yvette and Jody on Baby Boy. SN: My all time favorite movie. LOL!!! If I told the Mister that I am single, he would flip his lid. I mean how the hell am I single when I lay next to him every night. How am I single when he goes to work every day to come home and take care of his family? The family in which I am a part of. How am I single when I am the mother of his son & if I listen to him, the soon to be mother of his daughter? *blank stare* What the hell do I look like?

This N-Word think I will have another baby without a ring or a change of last name? He must be stupid. What do I look like the old woman who lived in the damn shoe? If or when I have to leave his ass I would like to have the least baggage possible.

I already got one kid but then to add another would just be silly. Men might accept one but two... Nah I'm straight. He can get that baby batter until he ready to change my last name. But at this point, we are just shacking.

But to the Mister I am not single. I am not up for grabs and he wish I would tell anyone that I am. When it comes to all things IMPORTANT I AM. So this is the story of my Semi - Single life. The life of a woman that is putting in all the work for the title but is still just the BABY MAMMA. The Life a Struggles of a Semi - Single full time mother, employee and student. Stay turned for the excitement, love, and heartache of this thing called LIFE.