Explaining the Great Weekend

Friday:
Friday was a good day. I was out and about (Can't remember why) and then home again. On Friday Night, I had dinner and watched a movie with some friends of mine (actually on Chi-Squared was my friend, everyone else I met at the dinner at Chi-Squared's house). Got back in time before I completely passed out with tiredness

Saturday:
Woke up early (meaning nine o'clock because i am on vacation that is early) and headed to the seamstress with Dami's bridesmaids who by the way were looking lovely in thier bridal outfits. Then went to the mall (since I am officially broke I didn't get anything) and ate auntie annie's while wishing I had money to buy these cute ass pants I saw at express.

Rushed home and started getting dressed for an evening of fun. I was looking extra fly with my bling-blinging top and nice grey pants. My girl T was looking as always like a super model and Loli-pop, Deola, Dami and Kay were looking extra fly as well. Everyone was dressed to impress and why not we are on our way out to eat at a wonderful upper class restaurant right?

It was for Kay's B-day and aso we headed to Timbuktu. The company was great the food sucked but I had soooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo much fun. I played babysitter which wasn't cool but the kid was okay ( you know me and kids, always gotta act the mommy part but am I a mommy myself, HELL NO! don't ask me when I plan to be because it will take sometime to get used to that idea.)

Off to clubbing where we danced until all of us had aches in our feet (we had heels on for crying out loud! please it's not like we were not wearing the cute shoes. You know the kind that only feel good when you are sitting down. You know the kind I am talking about ladies! The kind that you are supposed to only wear to and from the car not dancing! Those shoes! yep they are the ones we had on and so clubbing was cut short and sweet but it was fun!)

All those pictures taken of me dancing behind a metal screen or breaking it down to the ground are all to be destroyed! I may run for president some day and I don't need pictures of me dancing in a club to surface. Scratch that part! hmmmmm

Sunday:
Re-coup. Okay i spelled it wrong but you get my flow. We spent the day chillin. No showers (except those going out) food and wine. Had some family news that put me in a sour mood. Cried myself to sleep because I was feeling low (read vixen's blog to know what's up)

Monday: Wedding planning day. I have another bride! Officially i am now consulting for three weddings. One this year and two next year. My company is getting off the ground. Certification is around the corner and I am already getting my vendor portfolio ready. Pretty exciting stuff. where was i? Oh yeah, so my bride (Ngo), her bride's maids (Dr. Ifiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii and Jess) and I went to visit various sites. I ate something I shouldn't have and wound up getting sick after lunch so I was dropped off at home and the day was cut short. It rained all night and i watched Boys in the Hood with the rest of my Bmore family who fell asleep cuz they had had stressful days. Feeling better but not so okay but I am getting there emotionally

Tuesday: Well more wedding planning with Ngo as we raised around Bmore. We found her a location (Wow feeling proud of our accomplishments) and then we headed off to eat at Checkers, ( I shoudl start getting money for all the eatery promotions that I have been doing). Feeling a lot better but still have an ache in my heart (read vixen's blog to know what's up). Then we headed off home. didn't go to dance practice today because i was feeling tired and it is still raining. It has been raining officially in bmore for 4 whole days (Saturday, Sunday, Monday and Tuesday). Some flooding but thankfully not on the hill where we live. Yep Owings Mills is on a hill or that's what I told myself when I moved here two years ago because I wanted to have some sense of achievement so I called it the Hills (like beverly hills) get it? "No Kholi Sahib!, Beverly hills 9 zero 2 1 zero?"(that was for you T)

Let me make sense again. Had a good evening watching the BET Awards while eating Uncle 'drews good cooking and finishing "DaBu's" creations. No1 Idumota Rd. Ikeja lagos (that one is for you D). Okay seriously though. I had a good evening and a good weekend.

Sad news: One of my teachers/coworkers died this pass weekend and I have to go to her funeral today. The idea of life and death has plagued me all day in the back of my mind. And as I type this so early in the morning I begin to wonder if all my whining and hating God for situations that have come upon us is nothing more than a petulant child. I have life, I have my family and loved ones, I have food, clothing etc. I am not uneducated, I don't live in a village, mud huts and mosquitoes eating the life off my flesh in some remote area in somalia. I am me and I am here. Why am I complaining?

Easy... I am ungrateful. I am selfish. I am emotional. I am a child...

(A 2- some'in year old child but a child nonetheless)