Randomlicious part 2

I had every intention of posting about how my manager's messing with my good spirit....tryna make me get ghetto up in the workplace....but Monie had a better idea!

Here are my 5 random pics from my crackberry....enjoy!
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Random Why's

Why.....

...Have I been eating like I've never eaten before? And of course it's nothing healthy...Chinese, KFC......Guess I can't fight it anymore-I need to start up at the gym!

...Did this boy at the chicken & chip shop (money's too tight for KFC right now!) make such a big deal about having burger sauce on his chips....only to return 2 minutes after he left the shop to ask for another bag, cos he didn't like the burger sauce?

...Did a 2007 Range Rover drive at 10mph ALLLLLLLLL the way down the road? The EMPTY road? Purposely driving in the centre so I couldn't overtake...and damn near stopping whenever a car came up in the other direction????????? Grrrr...I have NO patience for shit/slow drivers!! Get outta my way! I've got chicken to eat fool!!!!

...Is it that relationships are never plain sailing? I mean, why can't it just be the good conversations, the hugs, the kisses, the great sex ;-), the laughs, the fun interaction...? Why do we need to have the stupidty, the immaturity, the dumbness (yes, this is all him), the insecurities (I'll hold my hands up and say that's me), the arguing, the make up sex (which is also great...but WHY does it feel like there's ALWAYS making up to do...??) I don't need perfect, I just need damn near perfect dammit!!! Arrggggh! Why does he frustrate me SOOOOOOOOO much?!?!?

...Does Monie wanna know what I look like???

...Am I dreading Sunday? (It's Mother's day, which means MORE hype from said relative!)

...Am I sooooo in love with my Ipod Nano 3rd gen, and not remotely interested in the Ipod touch..(which is something, considering I'm a gadget freak!)

Speaking of ipods...Why am I still so mad that my Ipod mini no longer works? (Cos it's got PURE tunes on it!!)...And what does one do with her ipod shuffle? (You'd think I had money with all the pods I've got...but I'm broker than a mofo!)

...Is stress making me break out, making my face look like a grater?!?!?!?

...Do I feel like I've eaten an house...when I really haven't

...Am I feeling like upgrading to Internet Explorer 7 was the biggest mistake ever?!?!? It won't let me comment on sooo many blogs...telling me some crap about live feeds...BUT WON'T LET ME COMMENT!!! (please forgive me if you see me on your blog & I don't comment...IE7 won't let me!) :-(

...Has my place of employment prevented me from going onto Blogs? The site isn't blocked-oh no, they're testing my ass to see if I'm gonna defy the new employee handbook! I'm sooooooo annoyed!!!

...Did I take today off work, but feel like the day was wasted..considering I didn't get to do what I took the day off to do?

...Do I bother to take days off, when my manager makes me feel like I'm at work anyways? Talking about crap that can CLEARLY wait until I get back....TOMORROW!!

...Have I got nothing constructive to post about??? Ah well, I've been told to post even when there's nothing....so this here's my post!

Toodles!

The Continued Hype

Just when I thought my Mum couldn't be anymore petty and immature acting, she's proved me wrong!

I haven't seen or spoken to her since the other day. Yesterday, on my way to my Aunty's house, I saw my Mum on the road. I was driving my Granny's car, and as we stopped at a red light, I saw her stopped on the other side of the road. I beeped the horn at her. She looked over, I smiled,the light changed and I carried on driving. I wasn't sure if she'd seen me, cos I wasn't in my car, and her facial expression have me no indication. So I called the house today, and was having an over long conversation with my youngest sister. My response was mainly 'yeah' cos I didn't understand some of what she was saying. She said 'do you wanna talk to mum?' But I said yeah, before I realised what she said...by which point it was too late.

So my Mum comes on the phone, I didn't know what to say really, so I was like have I got any mail? She was like yeah 2 letters. She seemed ok, so I was like, did you see me yesterday? She's like 'yeah I saw you grinning your teeth at me. Why're you grinning for? To show me you were with your beloved Grandma?'.....so we're clearly still being dumb. I was just like Mum, I'll talk to you, cos you're on some hype ting!' and hung up.

So WHY are we still here? Simply cos my Mum likes to forget she's a grown ass woman, and instead prefers to act like she's in a damn playground. As far as I'm concerned what happened the other day is dead now....over with....hence why I spoke to her! To me life is too short to be fooling around with stupid disagreements, but clearly my Mum doesn't think so.

I spoke to my sister, and my Mum brought a dumb arguement to her earlier in the week as well. My mum told my sister that I didn't do anything for her, so she didn't care if me and her wasn't talking. So now I'm like you know what, fine. If you wanna prolong this totally unneccesary disagreement then fair enough. It's whatever then!

I'm expecting a package that's being delivered to her house one day this week, and I've gotta give her money, and collect money from my sister, so I'm gonna go down there on Friday, and if she's still showing me bad face, then I'm done trying with her. I've got my own stuff going on, and I can't be dealing with foolishness too!

Again, if i've missed something, someone please tell me.....cos I really can't make sense of this at all!
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My war scars!

These are my wounds......I laid laminate flooring for my Aunty....and I have wounds.....WOUNDS dammit!

I got a rash from the underlay...

...got my skin caught in between the boards when I was trying to click em together (you can see the rash more in this pic) ...

...and when sawing a plank, the saw somehow managed to jump from the plank I was sawing onto my hand and take away some skin.

Now the real PAINFUL wounds are the ones you can't see, but I can surely feel. My arm muscles are sore, my back hurts so bad I can barely stand straight, and my legs hurt so bad I'm shuffling instead of walking! I look like some hunched back old woman! It's a ruddy joke! But I got PAID so it's not too bad....though tomorrow I will be cussing all and sundry cos the pain will be worse!

I must say though, for all the pain, blood and sweat, the floor looks mighty fly....now it's a shame I didn't think to take a picture of that! Ah well!

Hope you all are having a less painful Saturday!!

That Friday Feeling

It's FINALLY Friday...damn it's been a long and tiring week! Shame the weekend isn't gonna be any easier. I've gotta lay laminate flooring for my Aunty....I'm gonna be in some serious agony come Sunday, but I'm getting paid to do it, so it's not all bad.

I actually have nothing to post about, and I most certainly do NOT have that Friday feeling....though that is what this post is titled...but yeah...everything is pretty much same ole...but I thought I'd share these boots that I got yesterday...my nephew got them firstbut I love em, so I figured I'd get a pair (and he loves me enough to have the same shoe as he), ...oh how it pays to have small feet! Here they are....not to everyone's taste, and very skaterboy-ish, but I love em...here they are....(and yes, I took the pics at my desk! lol)

Hope you all have a good weekend!

Catch up with ya!!

Tom_Gurl

HYPE!!!

Why is everything and everyone so hyped right now? I mean really why is it necessary?

I've been dealing with some stuff recently, and my head's been a bit over the place....so the LAST thing I need right now is an arguement.

So I just called my mum...haven't seen or spoken to her since Friday when we all went out for my nephew's birthday. It was her birthday on Sunday, and I had EVERY intention of going to her house, like I do most Sunday evenings, I called the house, and my sister told me that my mum was sleeping. It was like 8pm. So I'm figuring there's no point going down there cos she's sleeping, and she don't get up for nobody when she's sleeping.....SO considering I was going there to see her, there'd be no point if she'd be sleeping. So I told my sister to tell my Mum happy b'day.

Didn't think anything of it. The fam went to Nando's yesterday for my sister's birthday (pure birthdays in Feb) but I didn't go cos I was stupidly broke, and u knew my mum wouldn't pay for me cos she paid for me on Friday.

So Anywho, I just called her, and the first thing she says is "oh you remember me?" instantly I know she's tryna get into something dumb, so the conversation goes:
Me: what's that supposed to mean?
Her: "what I said"
Me: I'm sure you have a phone too
Her: What?
Me: Well if I don't call you, or come round you don't check for me
Her: That's cos you're always at my house
::Case in point...If I don't come to her house, I don't see or hear from her! And then when I come too regular I'm hearing 'remember you don't live here. She calls my older sister EVERY DAY...more time several times a day, but she don't call me::
Me:Ah whatever Mum
Her: Yes, well it was my birthday and you didn't even call
::Again, Case in point, ANYONE else can not call i.e. my brother, and it's NO big ting....me now it's drama::
Me: I did call, but them kids said you was sleeping.
Her: Yes cos I was tired. Why you call that time anyway?
Me: It was 8! I was gonna come down, but you were sleeping! How am I meant to know you'd be sleeping then?
Her: Cos I was tired. I am allowed to sleep you know! Where was you all day anyways?
Me: At my Granny's
Her: (Overly sarcastic) Oh yeah, the wonderful Grannyhas to come first
Me: you know what Mum-I'll speak to you later
::click!::

Erm...what just happened there? I was just calling to say hi, and I get all that? My Mum's ALWAYS has this thing that I always put my Dad's side of the family over her and my siblings so she'll always have something smart to say. It's not that they don't get on, cos they do...my mum is my cousin's godmother, and my Aunty is my youngest brother and nephew's Godmother...thought neither have seen their Godchildren since when and when time...but anyways!

I don't favour one side of the fam over another...not at all...No one can replace my Mum...same way my grandparents & aunty are irreplaceable. I think what's always gotten to my Mum is I've always had a closer relationship with my Granny and Aunty...but then, I talk to my Mum about things I don't talk to Granny & Aunty about....simple fact-the relationships are DIFFERENT!

My Grandad used to be MAD grumpy, so when them kids used to come to my Granny's, I'd shut the door quietly, otherwise it'd be hours of pure cussing...my mum would see that as me taking care of their house better than hers! I mean, gimme a break!

So when she has snide remarks to make about them, it DOES bother me, and it DOES get my back up....same way if I heard my Aunty or Granny saying anything about my Mum it'd be the same reaction...And in case you're kinda confused, I don't have the same Dad as the rest of my siblings.

So a simple 'hi, how are you conversation' has turned into something much more hyped...and I'm PISSED! I'm sooo not in the mood now, and being as stubborn as I be, I won't go by the house...unless it's to grab mail, and as stubborn as my Mum is, she won't talk to me...ah-this is SO long! Sometimes I wonder if this woman is really a grown ass woman!!

Tell me you guys-did I do something wrong? Honestly, what did I miss??????


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My Grandad

(2 posts in one day...????)

I went to investigate the deal behind my death dream. I found this:

'To dream about the death of a loved one, suggests that you are lacking a certain aspect or quality that the loved one embodies. Ask yourself what makes this person special or what do you like about him. It is that very quality that you are lacking in your own relationship or circumstances.'

And it made me think. My Grandfather is one of the very few positive male influences in my life. Despite the fact that my father is not his child, he never saw me as anything less than his grandchild. He treated me like a Princess, made me feel special. I remember when my cousin came over from Jamaica, and we had a fight (can't remember why) and he bit me on my arm (I still have the scar now) and my Grandad bought my this little dolly, with Ginger hair....this was the first and last thing I remember my Grandad ever buying for me, and I loved that dolly so...(until my sister convinced me to cut the hair cos it would grow back... the hair did not grow back (lol), and my mum eventually threw it out) but the relationship I have with my Grandad goes so much further than the material.

It's funny, I never really appreciated him until I nearly lost him. Grandad was soooo moany before he got sick. Like he'd always have something to cuss about, but with me and my lil cousin, he was always so gentle...never horrible...After he got ill, and he saw that he nearly lost his life twice, he lightened up a whole lot...I see now, he's appreciating life alot more, and is seeing that there is more to life than bricks and mortar....

The relationship I have with ny Grandad hadn't really been much the older I got. But in the last few months, we have become so much better. I always said, that when I got married, I'd want him to walk me up the aisle-give me away...cos he was always the Dad to me that my Dad couldn't, or just refused to be. When my Grandad got ill, I think that was the 1st time I actually looked at him as a real person-I know that sounds dumb, but to me he was always so strong, never sick, almost invincible, but seeing him on the hospital bed with tubes and machines beeping and things...I'd just never seen him so weak.

My Grandad is so special to me, he's the one that if he could, would protect me from every hurtful word, person and thing. That would move heaven and earth to make me happy. I tell Soldier all the time that he would be the person he'd need to win over...not my Granny, aunty, or even my Dad....My Grandad's the one to watch out for...he'd wanna kick your ass in a minute..lol...he'd grill your ass on everything under the sun...and if you're not a cricket fan, one strike against ya....not a Bob Marley fan....ah shit, that's two strikes...lol...my Grandad will always be my main man....Beyonce sang about wanting her unborn son to be like her daddy...I want mine (no I'm not pregnant....I'm just saying!!!) to be like my Grandaddy....He has so many great qualities...He is such a GREAT man...

'It is that very quality that you are lacking in your own relationship'....Sounds somewhat similar to the question my sister posed to me this evening....If I'm honest...the answer is 'yes'.