Tuesday, August 16, 2016

I am getting better with me, I'm recovering - Algebra Blesset

I woke up this morning knowing I could no longer live my life with my hair looking a hot mess.  So I decided to go to my local African hair braiding salon to get my hair tamed until I figure out my next move with my natural tresses.  I get to the place and there was a bit of a line.  Walk-ins are always welcome but appointments usually are better.  I said I wanted the crochet braids and she said well you have to go buy your own hair.  UGH... so I traipse out to the beauty supply store and figure this is going to be an extra 50 bucks... UGH again : l I go back to the salon and I think they thought I wasn't coming back.  I had a 1/2 a thought to, not but my hair looking the way it did I needed to go back.  Nothing really major happened except these women found some topic to "talk" to each other at a very loud volume.  Nothing unusual there but I thought of my headphones in the car once she started real goo.  I took a little snooze, read my book then she was pretty much done.  I looked down at my toes knowing that I needed to get a pedicure but I keep cheating on Jenny who I have to make an appointment with and squeezing folks in is not her strong suit.  Across the way is a nail salon, the same nail salon that 3 years before I decided didn't look right and found another one to go take my mom.  You know you should always listen to our gut.  And like Olivia Pope my gut said NAH GIRL!! But alls I needed was a color change, how hard could that be. VERY apparently!  I go in the shop the lady was absorbed in one of the Fast and Furious she finally sees me and I tell her what I want. She asked if I wanted my nails clipped down I said yes.  BUT THEN she starts cutting hang nails **loud sigh** I don't have hang nails on my toes and when nail techs starts clipping them, I get a little nervous. Then my big toe start bleeding.  Uhhhh... lady my toes is bleeding.  She puts alcohol on it and pats it dry.  EXCUSE ME... you are not fixing to put polish on the bleeding toe.  She then gets some 'solution' put that on it I swear I think it's super glue!! NOPE still bleeding and I am beyond pissed. ALL YOU HAD TO FUCKING DO WAS CHANGE THE COLOR ON MY TOES!!!! HOW DID YOU MANAGE TO MESS THAT UP??? It finally stops but kinda not really  I pay her the 10 dollars and she had nerve to look baffled that I didn't tip her. Da hell you think you deserve 2 extra dollars for?!?!? I need to mention that every few seconds she looked up to see what Vin Diesel was doing.  No ma'am I need your full and undivided attention.  I get why this shop is empty.  Even though it is a random Tuesday in the morning I get it!!

I have a new spot at the library. the quiet room has the perk of being, well quiet, but the room itself is quite chilly.  There are a bank of desks in front of the windows that give a little heat; you know cause you need the ac but you don't want to freeze.  The down side to this spot is it is right next to the kids section.  I can usually drown out the play and screams laughter and sometimes wailing with my dope ass ear buds, but today it was EXTRA.  I usually try and catch up on my podcasts but this amount of noise needed loud music which can be tricky at the library.  I am old school meaning I think it should be silent at all times, but libraries today have toys, and video games and story time and just a whole lot of non-quiet activities.  But it's free so yeah if I had a gaggle of kids I would be at the library too. The problem with me and the music is I feel compelled to sing along! There is a couple to the left of me researching something (I was low key trying to see what they were doing LOL).  A little girl on her phone talking to the right of me who then left and a little boy in a shirt and tie sat there.  I was wondering what he was doing too.  He looked to young to be trying to get an office job, but then again, I can't judge age real well.  But then he to got up and left.  Then I got distracted by the birds!  It was a good day though.

I have 2 1/2 regular caregivers; 1/2 cause 1 lady even though she is regular she occasionally gets on my nerves.  My 1 regular says all the time that most of the job is common sense.  But common sense is NOT common.  This would be the one who is on, well not really holiday because she is attending a funeral and we all know how I feel about those.  The way they do it in West Africa is a major celebration.  Like biblical several weeks worth of celebration.  I would love to attend just to see how they do it.  So the woman they left me with is getting on my nerves pretty much daily!!!  I still do like her but ma'am if you put my cast iron skillet in the dishwasher again I AM gonna fight you!!  it's funny cause all the stuff she said she did today like dust and vacuum were the EXACT things I did yesterday. But WHATEVER...

Currently I am on a quest to make the potato salad I remember as a child.  There are several meals that I still am trying to perfect, like who knows what my grandmother put to make the fried chicken taste so good, NOBODY makes it like she did.  I'm not looking to win any medals I just want that taste.  Store bought never does the trick usually because the potatoes are too hard and I can only think of 2 people who's tater salad I have liked.  I guess I could call either of them, but they are more like a little this a little of that kinda cooks.  I made some last week with the skin on with olive oil mayo which and Dijon mustard. It was aiight but it was too wet.  What I needed was regular mayo, yellow mustard and peeled potatoes.  I am almost there!! I gave some to my mom and sugar was the trick!!

I've been watching the Olympics with the roommate and some of her comments have been straight comedy!!  I don't take this time for granted.  These games make me an emotional basket case every time they are on.  I can't take but so many feel good stories.  Even when they are not from the USA.  Like the woman who came in last from Saudi Arabia I think... TEARS cause this is the 1st time women have been allowed to compete from there.  Or the refugees who don't even have a country to claim.  damn I need a tissue now....  Then the shot put DIVA (that is her IG name) who looks like me!!  Big girl, dark skin, BEAUTIFUL with a beat face won gold!!! And medals are great but the fact that all those people made it there are Olympians something most of us can never claim to be.  There are so many firsts.  We won't even get into the Simones and Gabby; I might need the whole box.  I refuse to read anything negative about them I just keep on scrolling with even the suggestion. 

I have nursed my toe with hydrogen peroxide so I don't think it will fall off!


Wednesday, August 10, 2016

i'm gonna love myself just a little bit more than the day before! - Jill Scott

I am sitting at the library today in Woodlawn mainly because I get nothing done at home.  I've stated this before that when I'm home since I'm 'working from home' I need space between me and what the hell ever needs to get done at the crib... so that is the setting for this lovely blog!!

The more funerals I go to the more I know that I do not want a traditional nothing when it comes to my home going celebration.  And it will be a celebration. So I went to a funeral last week and... ok here goes.  Dead people are dead, the look dead and I don't do well with looking at them for more than a few seconds.  My grandmother is about the last person I actually stood there and really looked good and hard at.  I was distraught and there were so many people and I just needed to give her a full once over. Even for my dad.  I did the obligatory viewing and I was done. I mean I was distraught for him too, but it was just different.  I think I knew my father was going to die, but for my grandmother well BOTH of them I didn't really consider death as an option and when it happened I just didn't take it well.  I understand funerals are meant for the family.  I came to this church and sat in the back and then said uuhh... yeah I guess I need to go to the front.  My girlfriends step mother passed away really rather unexpectedly and her dad is taking it hard.  Ok so... I'm getting to sad and there were way to many things that made this day hilarious! Here goes...  When I walked into the church the man usher just about knocked me down because someone had left their walker in the parking lot. I'm thinking they left it there and most likely was put into a wheelchair; it's okay if it stays there for a few more minutes.  He was a was a little over the top so I really tried to let it go.  Whatever is in your closet that you have to wear needs to cover all of the body parts you have.  One young lady had on this tank top that I'm sure belonged to her elementary school aged child.  It didn't cover enough of anything.  Then there were the hard core church women who had on pantyhose!  I try not to wear pantyhose EVER and definitely not in the summer.  My lady parts do not need to be trapped by nylon.  Then the soloist... OK so on a good day I can carry a tune and sing right along with the best of them.  This man started the music at a volume I guess meant for all the angels to hear and the organist covered her ears like WTH?!?!?  She then proceeds to leave the organ while he comes around and takes the mic which thankfully was not on.  I can't even remember the song, but he sings it with gusto and my face was like uuuhhh.....  OH the organist who only had to play one song played it so slow; this was where my thoughts wondered to yeah my fune will NOT be like that!! They had a representative from the deacon and deaconess board.  The woman for the deaconess board talked for a good 3 minutes about how she wasn't sure if she knew the deceased and again my face was like uuuhhhh....  BUT THEN she remembered and how she always had her bible.  It was long.  Then the pastor.  I probably should have led this whole thing off with I am a church kid, meaning I know how things at church should work and I know all the churchy sayings. Salvation is the end result and living as Christ would have us live.  I get it!  We as Christians do not want non-believers to end up in eternal damnation.  But what you will do is have a sermon prepared with your scripture and 3 points!  I am used to that.  I am used to the pastor being prepared.  I can even take a pastor preaching off the cuff because some are just that good.  But this man was not prepared every other word he said in addition to AMEN was you have to get saved or you have to know Jesus.  He started with saying he had 3 points which turned into 4 and then back to 3.  I started taking notes until he kept flipping throughout the bible finding scriptures.  He was all over the place and then a few folks started to leave.  WHEW it was mess. At one point I think the undertaker said take your time but we were all like PLEASE just go ahead and get finished pastor.  And he did and the soloist sang again which again was bad. and then getting out of the church was just like getting out of church SLOW! I'm acting like I was in a major rush which I was not.  THIS IS WHAT I WANT:  I can't decide if I want everyone to wear pink OR if I want everyone to wear their own favorite color.  I am going to curate a playlist for the wake and the funeral/memorial service.  I can't decide it I want to be cremated although I also think I am going to give my body to science so they can figure things out and/or donate what they can use for folks who need organs, eyes, and skin (I know that's gross but it is a need).  I've heard that you can't have a tattoo which hopefully has or will change by the time I leave this earth.  I just want people to be happy that they knew me and I really want it to be a celebration.  Death should be celebrated.  I know folks will be sad initially and grieve for however long they need to, but it will be a party!!

I went to the Summer Fest which was a music event in Columbia MD.  The main acts were Janelle Monae, Erykah Badu, Jill Scott, The Roots, Kindred.  IT. WAS. HOT!!! I'm fascinated by how people dress.  I am conservative mostly all the time. I don't like tight things and I don't put the girls on display on purpose, but they are huge so you gonna see them no matter what.  But some of the outfits were just horrible.  And as I was looking at the women AND men I know some of these were really thought out! One dude who had his umm... so he had a lot goin on (lets just say it was hard to look away LOL) he had white with silver on his shirt that matched the silver belt buckle to hold up his white shorts and silver tennis shoes; he thought that thing out! Now that I'm thinking about him I am forgetting some of the ratchedness LOL So yeah there's that...

It has been a little cooler that normal earlier this week but then it got hot again today! So I had a lot of appreciation for the man that was walking up the hill with his shirt off with all of his chocolatey goodness.  I don't think he was a kid although I do tend to call anyone in their 20's little boys.  But you could tell he works out, and to him a say thank you!!

There is man sitting in a chair behind me.  I feel like he is watching me but I can't be sure.  I'm gonna get up and get a good look at him. He is paying me NO attention LOL... ok carry on with your day!!