A New Year, the Same Me

I figured I should write an end of year post.  2010… I don’t even know where to start.  Honestly, I feel like it was a pretty uneventful year for me.  Spring and fall semesters have kicked my ass.  My bestie moved to South Korea this summer.  I met a pretty cool chick, my unicorn, who could probably be a lifelong friend. I got a new pet, a 15 lb orange tabby cat named Purrrcival- Purrrcy for short.  Auburn had an undefeated football season, and we are going to play in the BCS championship game January 10, 2011!

The year wasn’t all great.  I found out in November that my asthma has returned, and my breathing is so bad it’s affecting my blood pressure.  I was put on an inhaler and blood pressure medicine.  For the most part my blood pressure has been normal since but I’ve had a couple of days when it was high.  I found out about that the week before thanksgiving, and also got a call that my cholesterol was high as well.  Not good news, because the combination puts me at high risk for a stroke/heart attack.  But I already joined a gym- as a matter of fact trouble breathing during exercise was why I went to the doctor- and it’s good that it was caught before anything happened.  In good health news, my uncle received a much needed kidney transplant, due to my cousin (his nephew) donating his.  It was probably the best Christmas gift I received this year. 

There were things going on at school toward the end of the semester, which combined with my health issues really had me feeling down, but you know what??? I won’t complain.  The year was far from great, lots of car issues, health issues, and my washing machine broke down, but the year also wasn’t bad.  Even though I am sitting here on my grandmother’s couch, because she isn’t doing well, I have a lot to be thankful and I am blessed beyond measure.  She turned 95 years old in November.  She's lived a long blessed life.  Out-lived her husband, son, and all but one of her siblings, as well as many nieces and nephews.  She's got lots of people who love her and who have been blessed by her presence on this earth.  She will be at peace eventually, no longer tired, weak or in pain, and she'll be with my granddad again. 

So what is in store for the New Year?   Who knows?  Hopefully love, great grades, and lots of fun and learning, lots of couch naps with my Purrrcy P, health for my family and friends, quality time with my god kids and lots of laughter.  Resolutions? Nope.  I will be losing weight, because my life pretty much depends on it, I will be managing my money better, and I will curse more and be meaner like my Sorors Anna and Aishia.  Yes, you read that last part correctly!  I’m tired of holding shit in and being nice. Blah.

My best friend is already celebrating the New Year in South Korea and for the rest of you I hope 2011 finds you all in good spirits and is your best year yet.

Sitting here guess I didn't make bail....

Last night, after live tweeting the "16 and Knocked up" Reunion special and special episode on Mar-Kay and her second pregnancy and decision to have an abortion, I ended up in twitter jail.  Some of you, who don't tweet, or don't tweet often are probably looking at me sideways right about now.  Yes I said twitter jail.  I don't know how you end up there.  It is either a total daily limit or too many tweets in a short time frame.  Whatever the offense may be, the punishment is being in twitter jail.  You can't tweet.  Some have said you can work around this by tweeting via a different platform.  So if you are tweeting from your phone, go to web, or tweet deck.  I tried, and it doesn't work.  My only question today is, WHY is there a twitter jail? I mean seriously, twitter isn't working half the time and you want to keep me from saying things I want to say?  It seems like it took forever to be able to tweet again, as some friends and I were discussing some issues and I wanted to give my input but couldn't. Dear twitter, get rid of twitter jail!

Go Girl It's Ya Birfday...

Yeah, as of midnight 12/21/2010, it is my 27th birthday.  (Officially 27th but I'm telling folks I'm turning 25.  Several have believed me so far.)  i have no big plans.  The highlight of the day will be a free breakfast at IHOP. I have errands to run: groceries, eyebrows, dog food.  After that? Nothing.  I'll probably sleep most of the day.  Don't get me wrong, I am grateful to make it to another year of life, but birthdays are just so BLAH to me right now.

I've always had it in my head that a person's birthday should always be special.  Being born so close to Christmas, things aren't always special.  I have a couple of friends who usually make me feel wonderful on my day but they are far away right now (S. Korea and NY).  My mom's busy taking care of my grandma, my dad may not even remember, and my brother is working.  We won't even get into the situation with "the boo."  I feel like it's selfish of me to desire for tomorrow to be special, but at the same time I feel like birthdays SHOULD be special.  A person should feel like a king/queen on his/her birthday, and it's rare that I've achieved that feeling.  It would be nice to be pampered and cuddled for a change on my day, instead of just feeling like it's any other day of the year and pretending to just enjoy the day.

Don't take that as a complaint though.  I've been very blessed these 27 years, I'm glad to be here, and I do love life.  I will be sure however, that even if I'm alone, 30 will be fabulous.  And I know when I have kids, especially if they are born in December, I'll try to make their birthdays special until I'm too old to move, and the same for my husband.

Until then, y'all enjoy the eclipse and shit.  I'm going to bed, AFTER I hit my birfday dougie... in my snuggie.

Welcome!

I'm switching things over from my former blog.  I'm planning to import all of my old posts, follow most of the same blogs I was following, etc.  I just... well I just needed to do this. 

.....You ARE the Father

**Insert dramatic, "in yo face sucka, I told you that was yo baby" dance here**

Anyone who knows me knows that I have some very strong opinions on things regarding relationships, pregnancy, trust, et cetera.  The other night on twitter a guy posted a question, that has left me "debating" people ever since.  "If you are a woman, would you be offended if you got pregnant and the man asked for a pregnancy test?"   My answer was simple, it depends.  If you are just  having casual sex with some guy, no strings attached, no relationship then it shouldn't bother you.  But in my opinion, if we are in a committed relationship, it should.  Inside of a relationship, asking for a paternity test basically says "I think there is a chance this baby could not be mine, and therefore you must be screwing around."

So I posted the question on my Facebook status, just wondering what type of responses I would get.  I had a lot of women say just what I expected, but to my surprise several saw no problem with a guy asking this of them.  Also added it to a discussion group I'm in just to see.  Of course guys say the same thing... "you KNOW it's your baby but a guy can't be sure." And you are right, you can't be.  But to me, that request of a paternity test (assuming that you haven't been given a reason to NOT trust me) is a slap in the face and it will leave you single. Guys apparently don't get why or how a woman might be hurt or offended by this.  That's fine, because maybe the women you are with won't be like me, but as for me I will not deal with that shit.  You will get your paternity test and your pink slip.. you can get gone out of my life and we can set up a visitation schedule for the baby, or better yet, just give me half on the cost of an abortion.

A Friendly Reminder...

I've got a lot going on in my life.  Not sure that I'll talk about it here... but I do know that no matter how hard it gets, it could be worse.

Lost my Cell Phone AGAIN today...

So for the second time in a week, I lost my phone.  It wasn't REALLY lost, but it was misplaced.  Apparently I'm turning into an old senile lady because I keep putting my phone down somewhere in the house, going into another room, and within 5 minutes I've forgotten where it was.  Both times the phone was on silent.  I thought to myself "there should be an app for that."  So I got home today and finally found my phone.  I had actually given up on looking, but thanks to my handy dandy peripheral vision, I was able to see the reflection of my LED blinking.  I was excited, I had found my baby!  But this seems to be happening a lot to me lately, and I figure it probably happens to other people, so I decided to go to Google and see what was available.

I should have known there would be an app for that.  I found Where's My Phone.  There is a free and paid edition.  I downloaded it from App World and set it up immediately.  You have to set up a code word, and whenever you lose your phone you can have someone text/email you (or do it yourself).  The email has to have your codeword, a space, and START.  When the phone receives the email, an alarm sounds, even if the phone is on silent or vibrate.  There are free and paid options.  I think the paid version would be useful, but I am planning to probably switch to an Android phone in the next few months so I probably won't be getting anymore paid apps.  With the paid version you get many more customization options, including changing the alert, the number of tries require to turn off the alert (5 is default, and you have to enter the code word you chose at set up to stop the alarm), and more.  Another paid option that might come in handy if you actually lose your phone (instead of just forgetting what table you put it on like I do) is auto-deletion of all emails.

And if you have an iPhone orAndroid , there are similar apps for you.  With all of the clutter of apps out there that are useless, it's nice to have one that is practical and most likely worth the money for the paid version.