Wednesday, June 18, 2014

tell me about it STUD!!

my day was actually going pretty ok!  I got up, cooked breakfast, got the roommate up fed her some of the cooked breakfast, I knew I needed to go to Wal-Mart because my fan done died and I had to do some other running around and even though it was hitting 90 by 8 AM I was good.  So I did my running around, bought the fan at the Wal-Mart headed to Staples to buy ink for my printer that took about an hour to update the driver OF WHICH it still isn't recognizing the color ink but it printed what I needed to print so I'll tackle the color in a bit, had the little tech dude help me, get to the cash register my wallet is not in my purse.  No problem I 'm sure it's in the car.  Go to car and it is NOT there.  Wait, lemme look in the back because I'm sure it's with all the bags.  Yep not so much.  Ok so I run back to Wal-Mart ask the less than empathetic cashier if she saw it, but she said she hadn't.  Went back to my car checked (ass all in the air with my denim skirt because naturally it was under the seat) the cart and the area where I was and it was just no where to be found. OH SHIT!!! NO THIS IS NOT HAPPENING TO ME TODAY!!! I go back into the Wal-Mart because surely some kind soul turned it into the wallet, the one with my bank card, my mama's bank card and my otha bank card and my license OH HELL I gotta go to the DMV aint nobody got time for that!!! So I freaked for a good 5 minutes collected my thoughts and took myself home.  It is WAY over 90 at this point and sweat is dripping from every conceivable orifice.  I call all the card people, grab my passport,  and then went to the Bank of America near my house.  Now WHY did I do that?!?  **smh** I'm in a race with the slow paint old guy with the white overalls which upon closer inspection should throw those things in the wash more often than he probably does.  I sign the sheet and then he signs after me.  I really should have taken the seat to the far left but no, I sit  near the woman with all the kids.  I have a problem with dirty kids!!  To many times the kids are lacking some basic attention and the mom looks like she just left the salon.  So in this case the woman brought all 6 of her charges under 7.  no wait she had 5 but then another lady came in with 1 who wanted to be part of the 6 and it got a little rowdy for a few minutes.  So there were many stains on shirts and the little boy had his flannel pj bottoms on (flannel?!?!  REALLY girl in this damn heat??) with some mismatched shirt.  his hair hadn't been combed he looked a hot mess.  THEN I look at the woman **SMDH** IN addition to the bonnet she had on, here jeans were a few sizes to small and the shirt just looked dirty.  And then the dude she was sitting next too didn't look much better but I didn't get a real good look at him before I decided this was too much for my frazzled state and I got up and exited stage left.  I go to the Bank of America in Catonsville where the clientele was not much better but there were not babies acting a pure fool.  There were 2 men sitting on opposite sides of an empty chair but when I heard one of them cough up a lung I decided that was NOT the seat I wanted to sit in.  SO I wait finally got the 'personal banker' with the star tats on both his neck and hands.  He was actually very nice.  I didn't want to get the lady in the severe white suit and pony tail because she looked mean, or the dude who just got back from lunch because he looked like his breath was going to offend me.  So star tats dude worked well.  It seemed like it took forever and he said thank you for being patient to which I replied 'what choice did I have really?'  I go to the subway to get food for myself and the roommate because I KNOW she's hungry and even in all this heat I need to eat as well.  So I'm behind 3 Indian men.  The one was probably my mom's age and just as ornery!!  The younger one tried to help him order his sub and he kept said HUH?!?!  She knows what I want!  The little girl looked like NO DUDE I DON'T!! So I ordered my food an got otta there.  In all of the chaos of the day I still need to get my hair braided so I call the place only to be told that Nah I can't come tonight, I can come tomorrow at 8 AND I have to buy the hair.  WELL shit, just one more thing I need to do.  At this point I smell less than fresh, but I know once I'm in the house I'm IN, so back out into the heat I go to get hair.  I went to the one hair place because I needed a specific brand of hair and it was close to the likka sto.  The little girl didn't want to tell me that I would look crazy if I got one color over the other but she was pushing me in that direction.  Then I got WINE because one of my favorite likka sto's in the same shopping center has 10% off wine Wednesdays' so really this is a good thing!!  I get 2 magnums (that is the big ass bottles) and then go to the frig and get a 4 pack of the same exact chardonnay because it's cold because while I am not above putting ice cubes in wine, (don't judge me!!) having cold wine is even better! So I get home, crack open one ask the roommate if she wants some OF COURSE she does, but I just looked over and there is still wine in that glass... we about to correctify that right quick... drank about 1/2 a glass and then hopped my stinky butt in the shower!! I talked to my girlfriend about cancelling everything and she reminded me that identity theft is rampant and I should file a police report.  THANK YOU for scaring the beejeeezus outta me by the way... but I just drank mo wine so It's alllllllll good!!

I have had all of my lady part checked last week and I'm good.  I have an ample bosom so I was really curious how the whole mammogram was gonna go. This was my first time so I was both concerned about pain and just curious in general.  So for some reason I got the giggles.  The tech was like ooohhh uuuhh... I think I need to take MORE pics, I underestimated.  Yes ma'am you DID. Having her arrange the girls just made me laugh.  And then after the machine clamps my breast down she does this extra manual twist and I was like UUUHHH NO they don't need and extra flattening!!  It only really hurt 1 time for the most part it's just uncomfortable.  But I got my report back and I have clean bill of health!

On my way to one stop today a little old man decided to jaywalk.  UH sir I will not hit because you are old and have a cane, but what you won't do is stop midway and just slow down!!  You knew the consequences of crossing in the middle of the block!! Get your old ass across the street!!
Old lady at the bank, if you put money in the bank and yet you have overdrawn, YES someone did hack you account and/or using it without your knowledge.  ijs
The gold toothed fellow with what I know where compression socks but they looked like panty hose, go easy on the cologne!!  A little splash is always better than the entire bottle.  That whiff turned the entire contents of my stomach!
And speaking on turning my stomach I started an oil pull this week.  What that is is swishing oil (either coconut, sesame or another 'organic' type oil) in your mouth to pull out the toxins.  A friend of mine mentioned I should try it a while ago but seeing HeyFranHey talk about it on the youtube made it make more sense.  I have coconut oil that I use on my hair but she suggested sesame oil so to Whole Foods I go to get the organic almost $11 sesame oil.  So here's the thing, you swish you do NOT gargle!!  I swished for a good 5 minutes (you should do it for 15-20 minutes for maximum benefit) and then the oil hit the back of my mouth and all of the contents of my empty stomach decided that was just to much!! It's not a bad taste but the texture of the oil takes a bit to get real used to.  I've only done it for 2 days so I am by no means an expert.  It is supposed to aid in sinus and migraine headaches and is a good detox.  I knew I needed to detox so this I thought would be a good method.  Oh and it whitens your teeth which is a good side effect.  SO the jury is still out.  I'll report back later.

I am ready for vacation!!!

that is all!!




















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