Woohoo!!!!!!!!!! It is Friday!!!!!!!!!!! I don't know why but I am extra hyped on life this morning. Maybe it's because.......
I am feeling extra fly....
My footwork is clean....
And I got a full tank...it's the weekend baby....
I don't know, but this morning I woke up feeling shiny and new....Talib Kweli put it best...
This weekend is my mom's suprise birthday party. I am so excited for her because this is her first birthday party in her entire 58 years of living. She grew up dirt poor and they didn't have money for parties and as she got older she felt she was too old for parties. So my Daddy Page and Little Sister Page got together and throw her a party. I will have pics galore on Monday.....but for now...a video!!!!!! I love the whole J-setting thing.....I wish I could dance like that.....gay husband...where for art thou?
Lately I have been feeling a little down because I guy I used to date is getting....married. Arggh....This morning I woke up and something in my head told me to say the following out loud: "This is the day that the Lord has made, I will rejoice and be glad in it". After yesterdays post and the news that Bubbie* was getting married, I needed to say that. So that has become my new mantra. No matter what I am going through, this is the day the Lord made. There is no sorrow in it. Because nothing that the Lord made is going to be for our destruction. So all of the things happening to me are for my betterment. I have also come to realize that sometimes things are not the way that they seems. Depression and fear are all attacks of the devil so I am realizing that these things are principalities at work (Ephesians).
I don't know if I mentioned that I have started going back to school. In this blog I have gone back to school a number of times, but this time is different. This time I have switched to a major that interest me (not the one Mama Page picked for me 8 years ago) and I have child care ( no more excuses about where to put Miss Beasley). This time around I am studying to be a Licensed Practical Nurse. I love helping people and I miss being in the medical field. For the last couple of days I have been looking for the BOMB stethoscope for when I my clinical class starts next semester.
Since it is Friday I will hit y'all off with some music....check it out:
*I am always dating someone with a strange nickname.....
I am a regular reader of Miss Adei Von K's blog for all things fabulous, and today she talked about the economy for us quarter lifers. This is funny that I ran across this today because Miss Page is in the middle of a financial crisis, and it seems there is only one way out. Now, as you may all know, I have been in a struggle for the last 4 years to get up out of my mama's house. I love her to death but she can work a nerve. So finally in February me and Miss Beasley hopped in a U-haul van and headed to Chesapeake. I have been loving the freedom of having my own place for the last seven months. But the only thing with freedom is, there is a price. And this price has been being severely broke. For the last couple months I have not had any extra money and this has bothered the dickens out of me. The end result of my freedom? This week I was faced with a possible repossession of "Shelly" and since I need my car, the rent is gonna be late, late, late. So, as I sat in my car crying after talking with the credit union, I decided....it's time to come home. Freedom is nice, but so is eating, and being able to buy my child school clothes (this years school clothes were brought to you by Nana and Pop-Pop. So, when this lease is up (my mom is trying to get me to break my lease, but the ramifications from that would be horrific) I will be looking into the option of moving back home. I am praying that I can stay, but God's will is oh so much stronger than mine...so we shall see!
One more thing....I am really feeling some Hall and Oates and Joe Jackson....here's some videos........
I Can't Go For That (something I say on the regular...)
Say It Isn't So
Private Eyes
Steppin Out
Woohoo! It is FINALLY Friday! I don't think I could express the joy that Friday brings me. I love my job, God knows I do, but I have some tips for folks calling into my job that would the lives of all parties involved, easier.
1. I said it once and I will say it again.....DO NOT CALL ASKING FOR A NUMBER WITHOUT A PEN AND PAPER HANDY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It is oh so irritating to hear some one fumble around for 15 minutes trying find a pen and another 15 trying to find a piece of paper.
2. Don't interupt. Inturupting leads to you missing information that may help answer your question.
3. Just because you pay taxes on a house does not mean you own it. There is this piece of paper called a deed, and your name needs to be on it to claim ownership.
4. In reference to the tip above, it is not my job duty to referee family property disputes...take that mess to probate court.
5. Keep in mind what the Treasurer's office does. Think of the treasurer in an organization. Their job is to keep track of the money and collect dues and fees. That in mind.....that is the only thing we do in this office. We don't care that you sold your car and bought a new one....the comissioner of revenue does. We don't care you disagree with the asessment of your real estate....the assessors office does. In short, learn the branches of city hall.
6. This is my top pet peeve....learn how escrow works. If you pay escrow every month for taxes the mortgage company HAS to pay your taxes regardless of wheather they get a bill...THEY STILL HAVE TO PAY! They cannot hold your money and then not pay your taxes. If they do you could sue them and trust me...mortgage companies are having enough problems these days.
Now, that I got that off my chest....I am looking forward to my weekend! Tonight Jeff and I are going to a Diamonds and Pearls party on High Street and Tomorrow night we are going to a party for the Pop Warner team he coaches (adults only!). Then on Sunday we are going to Friends and Family day at his Mom's church. And in the midst of all this I am going to do my sew-in weave (doing hair relaxes me). This weekend is gonna be so much fun....and to give y'all my mood here's one of my favorite Black Eyed Peas song B.F (before Fergie).
And I am so happy. I only worked three days this week because I was off yesterday with an asthmatic Miss Beasley.
So, lately I have been thinking of upgrading my wardrobe. I am turning 28 in November, and when I was looking through my professional wardrobe and "going out" wardrobe, I realized there are some things that have to go ASAP. So next weekend I will be playing a little "What Not to Wear" with myself.
I would like to announce that I am currently considering going into the Navy Reserves. Yeah, I know a big change in pace. The more I thought about it, I need to do it. I am not happy with the current state of affairs in my life and I feel like being in the Reserves would give me the boost that I need. I did think about joining the Navy active duty, but I am a single parent, and that would require me to sign over custody of Miss Beasley and my heart just won't let me do that, so the easiest thing for me to do is join the Reserves. It's just one weekend a month and how many people have a part time job that works like that. I will also get benefits so I am loving that.
I have also started seeing a psychiatrist to handle all the fall out from my dissolved engagement. I know it has been a minute since that happened, I feel like I never really resolved any of my feelings. The therapist put it well when she said, "It's like a garbage can that is full and instead of taking it out, you just push it down and add more to the pile". Well, my trash can is full and running over and it is time to take out the trash.
I am walking in the Out of the Darkness suicide prevention walk next weekend. When I was at my low point and considered hurting myself, I vowed that when I got out of my depression that I would do more to give back to those in the same predicament. This is a small step, but every little bit helps. If you would like to sponsor me, just hit this link up. You can donate all the way up until December 31.
Was I the only one disappointed in the last episode of The Wire? It just did not pack the bang that I was expecting. I know I am late in that comment, but understand a sister has no HBO money and getting the series at Blockbuster is the only way I was able to see it. That is all I have....Be Blessed!
1. I absolutley love those mini chicken biscuts from chick-a-fila! If you get the chance, try some
2. I don't think I am cut out for club hopping until the wee hours anymore. Why? Last weekend, I almost fell asleep on the couch at the afterhours club.
3. I am mad I didn't volunteer to work the snack table for the blood drive. Once a month I have made it my goal to give back by volunteering.
4. In lieu of volunteering, I am going to give blood today. They are low on O+ which I happen to be.
5. I am hyped up my sister is coming into town this weekend. I feel like I haven't seen her in years. But it has only been months.
6. Who stole a cookie from the cookie jar....who me?
I leave you with this video to describe my mood today!
Yes, I love Donna Summer! Today I put my put foot down with Miss Beasley's father. For the last 3 years, we have operated without a formal custody agreement. So he comes and gets Miss Beasley maybe a total of 4 times a year to spend time with her. This has become unacceptable. I understood because she was a baby then and they can be a little rough to deal with. But Miss Beasley is damn near 5 years old. She is potty trained, she will communicate with you her needs, so I figure his job is easy at this point. My point being that he will be getting her rain, sleet or snow every other weekend. It by no means mirrors my daily life with her but it is a lot better than what he has been doing.
Last night I discovered the joys of blockbuster online which, I might add is a LOT cheaper than Netflix. Nineteen dollars versus fourty....um yeah. For some reason I am into the television show OZ these days. We didn't have HBO when I was coming up so I missed out on all these wonderful shows. Anyway, I love OZ almost as much as I love The Wire. And of course before I sign off I must leave you all with a video to commenerate this post.....roll it!
I am so jealous that he can pull off those shorts, but my thighs won't let me.....hate him...lol.
Today I don't know what it is, but I am on cloud nine. And because I know I just declared this the devil will be trying to ruin it, so right now in the name of Jesus I bind up anything that is attempting to ruin my day, my week, my month, my year, and my life. Here's the anthem for the day
Ugh...the dating world is a very strange and confusing place. I never imagined a year ago, that I would be back in the dating pool. I would hear my sisters personal tales of Hell Dates and be so glad that it wasn't me. Well now I am back in the pool and, let me tell you, the water is so-so. I will not lie, I have a roster of guys that all serve different needs(get your mind out the gutter...lol). I have Taj who is my Mr. Fix-it. He makes sure things around my house are in order and that my car is in good running condition. Last month he bought me curtains and changed my headlight. He is warm, loves to laugh and we get a long well. Then there is Ron Mexico...remember him? Yeah, he's back. He serves as the excitement and eye candy. He is kinda like a himbo. He is nice to look at, but his conversation is all kinds of wrong. Last but not least there is Jeff. Jeff is the snuggle up, give me affection part. Want to spoon in bed listening to the latest slow-jam mixed cd? Jeff is the man, the problem with that is Jeff is so financially challenged(something I discovered after he came home to VA to live) that all we do is cuddle and spoon. I mean, I wish all of these men could form into one like Voltron. To be honest, my bets are on Taj. The rest of these jokers I could do without. Taj is nice to look at too, he is not financially challanged and he can spoon with the best of them. The problem is I don't want to be tied down at this time. Decisions, decisions. I dedicate these two videos to my journey of singledom.
I was listening to this on an old mixed CD my sister made for me. This was definatley a time you could listen to a female rapper and feel good about yourself. I am not a fan of the whole "Look Back at Me" trend....lol.
After asking the question, "When will Disney get a black Princess?" Disney finally has the answer. Trust and believe when the merchandise comes out Miss Beasley will have ALL of it. Check it out:
I found this on Fresh's personal site, Fly Cliche. It took me back to 96 when I was a sophmore at "The Run". Can it be that it was all so simple......enjoy!
Yeah, you read it right. In what would have been my 13 week I suffered a miscarriage. The one thing I took away from that experience was to count my blessings. I complained about morning sickness and my pants being too tight but a week after the incident I began to miss all of those things. Needless to say, I am in a place of healing right now.
So, I know you all are wondering what the Fabulous Miss Page has been up to. The answer? A lot. If I have not already mentioned it here, I have always wanted to be a beautician. It is what I do. Illegally. For all of you not familiar, I am a kitchen beautician. I have been trying to get legal for the last 11 years. Well guess what? I finally took the steps to get into cosmotology school. Starting September 22 I will be a student at the Rudy and Kelly Cosmotology school-a Paul Mitchell Partner school. When I went for the tour, I wish I could have stayed and just started right then and there. I want my specialty and focus to be cut and color. Especially haircutting. Some folks can style the mess out of your hair but can't cut to save their lives.
I just wanted to give you all an update and just to let everyone know that I am still alive. Be Blessed!
OK, I am posting this from work since the inna net is down at my house. Since I am at work, this will be short, but I just wanted to let all you winners know that I am doing fine. The Morning Sickness has FINALLY started to ease up. It has been replaced by heartburn, but I will take that over nausea ANY day. This Friday I will be 11 weeks pregnant. I can't believe I am almost in my second trimester.
So the big question is who is this child's father....it is not Rev thank God....imagine how awkward. The father of my child is my mentor's brother in-law. I think I mentioned him in an earlier post. He was shocked but happy because this is his first baby....yeah he's 35 and this is his first.....when I met him I felt like I met a unicorn. We are both hoping for a boy, and so far I can't complain about how things are going. I do sometimes get this anxiety about how things will be once "Butterbean" makes his debut. I worry about the economy and will it be worse in January. But I am not going to do too much worrying about tomorrow. I can only handle one day at a time or I will go crazy.
OK, I am going to cut this short since I want to continue being gainfully employed.....Be Blessed!
Ok, so you read it right. Miss Page is going to welcome another little person into this world. Um, let me just start off by saying that this was a complete shock to me, because as the Doctor was telling me I had a pamphlet for an IUD in my hand. So, to say I am caught off guard is an understatement.
Last week was a bad week. I was all aflutter with morning sickness. I am still a little sick, but I have learned what works and what doesn’t work. I cannot eat anything fried anymore it turns my stomach, but I am loving any kind of fresh fruit and hamburger helper. I know….hamburger helper….I had to go all into my “food for hard times” stash and made some HH last night and it was so good…I may make some more tonight.
My mother’s day rocked. Me and Miss Beasley watched Alvin and The Chipmunks in her room. Boy, that child has a lot of rules when you watch a movie in her room. First rule is you must NOT doze off. If not she will do the distinction of opening your eyes for you. I learned that the hard way.
****There was a long pause in my posting because I had to do a title search****
Ok, why did the title searcher just divulge to me him and his wife are into threesomes…..WTF?!?!?! Am I giving off the it’s-ok-to-tell-me-that vibe? I would just like to say that you never know what it is that people do in their personal lives, because as many times as that man has been in here, I would have never guessed…..
Just got back from the GYN…….and it is going to be a LONG 248 days…..until I have my baby….yeah went for the pap smear, stay for the babies…my momma is going to kill me…….
Ok, ya’ll posting is going to be a little light until Real Estate tax time is over……City Hall is killing me slowly. All my NC people get out in vote in the primary. I don’t care who you vote for just vote!
Today I have my dreaded annual visit at the GYN….yeah….fun times. My sister and I were talking last night about how it is the most invasive visit ever. It was for me, until I had Miss Beasley. It seemed that all of Virginia Beach General has seen my lady bits.
Ok, here is some REAL news!!!! I went on my first post-Rev date! It really wasn’t a date so much, but me and this gentleman hung out at my house watching “Weeds” (which is my new FAVORITE show!!!!). Let me give you the stats. Of course you know anytime there is a beauty shop, there is usually a barber shop in close proximity. Well, I met him when he came by the beauty shop to talk to my mentor about taking the state boards. When I say he looked good….he looked GOOD!!!! There are three things that I look at when I first look at a man: 1) Is the haircut tight, and is the beard, if there is one trimmed? He’s a barber so of course they are 2) Is he smelling good? He had on Diesel for Men 3) Pretty teeth. They were white and straight. We had a long talk about him getting his license some techniques that he had to learn in order to get it. So after a few visit between the beauty and barber shop, we decided to get together outside of “work”. Well, after a lot of hits and misses and busy schedules we finally got together on Saturday night. We drank Heinekens and after watching the show, we listened to the radio and talked to one another about music and the way we grew up. It was an enjoyable evening. We are going to do it again this Saturday, but it will be complete with crab legs. I can’t wait. Be Blessed.
Why would you call and ask for a phone number and then tell me to wait, so you can “get a pen”. Did you not know that you needed one before you called?
If you cannot get an answer (meaning no one picks up) in a COMPLETELY different department, why would you continue to call my department just to tell me that they are not answering? That is no different than me calling the Men’s Department in Sears and asking the questions about the sale on Women’s clothes at JC Penney’s.
It is a sad shame that the National Day of Prayer only garnered a few people outside of City Hall at 12. I bet if some tragedy struck up in this piece, the first thing folks in this office would be calling for is prayer.
Rev. Wright…..enough said. You all know how I am feeling about Ministers these days (just playing), but really, I think he is going a little far….some people like fame.
The lack of decent television. I stopped watching TV after The Wire went off the air. Netflix represent!!!!!
My child acting the plum fool exactly one day after her father and I spent all evening putting our heads together on how we were going to afford her tuition and registration fee.
My co-worker all in my cubicle….I have covered this in another post, but I really need her to stop before I have a meltdown and tell her how I really feel.
The same co-worker feels the need to “la-la, la-la” along to the elevator music being played in the office……think of the movie Babe.
That is all….I love blogging….it gives me a release!
Ahhhhh summer is upon us. Reading Miss Stace’s blog, it got me thinking about what I was going to about my summer wardrobe. This year I am really trying to get my grown and sexy on (this is the MOST overused phrase known to man, but I couldn’t find another phrase to describe what direction I am going in). I do however, know what direction I am going in with Miss Beasley. Old Navy all the way. I love the way the clothes fit on her. She is tall but she has a small waist and the jeans and shorts at Old Navy always fit her perfect.
All is well in Miss Page’s life. Last night I was supposed to go to bible study, but I had to lay down some discipline on Miss Beasley and by that time I did not feel like going. So, I had bible study at home and I found some good stuff in the 3rd and 4th chapters of Hebrews. It was very calming.
Things at the beauty shop are a little rough right now. Yes, local hairdressers are suffering because of the high cost of hair weave. It sounds ridiculous when you first hear it, but I have notices the cost of hair weave going up, up, up. We are talking in the 40-50 dollars a pack range and you need about two packs just to get a good sew-in. Never mind the fact you have to pay the stylist another 80-150 dollars to put it in. I personally an hurting financially from this. The stylist that I assist used to do about 10-12 weaves a week and we had a system where she would braid the client up(yeah, I am a black girl that can’t cornrow) and then I would weave them up. I would yield about 50 per person from that. Well, I believe we are down to maybe 5 a week. Most of the people coming in are holding on to the hair they have and just having me tack up any loose tracks. There is no money in that. I am supposed to go to the shop tonight but I am starting to wonder if there is any point to it. Last Thursday I walked away with 5 whole dollars…..yeah.
As I sit here at work I am plagued by the fact that I REALLY want a grape Nantucket Nectar, but I think that drink is like 3 points on Weight Watchers and I am saving all my love for dinner tonight (steak!) , I will press on sipping water. Be Blessed!
There is always one person who is going to be bound and determined to work your nerve at your job. I have been working in this department for two months, and I have discovered the co-worker that has just worked my nerves. Let’s just go down the list. First of all, she feels it is her civic duty to tell me what to do and when to do it. Last time I checked she was NOT my supervisor. She is always on my desk telling me to straighten it up and the FINAL straw for me was this morning she looks over at my area and says, “You need to move those boxes, management really cringes on that.” So I turned to her and said, “Where am I moving them to?” The boxes had envelopes in them that I use to put tax bills in. I should have just put them on the roof. The second most annoying thing is her repeated practice of getting all in my cubicle when I am helping a taxpayer. If I need your help, I will ask. You are just in the next cubicle. I am capable of leaning over and asking. Jeez, let me exercise my problem solving abilities. What I really think this boils down to is she in under the impression that I have no idea what I am doing. Which leads me to my revelation for today: I need to get my degree. No, really. It is time. I have a plan. I am praying that it works. If it does, by July I will have my tail back in school full time. Let’s all keep our fingers crossed.
Rev came by last night. Yeah. He wanted to get his soap. WTF?!?!? I don’t know what he is doing but is seems he is systematically moving out little by little. First a bar of soap, tomorrow one t-shirt. This is ridiculous.
Why is it when you are single, all the man candy of the world shows up? My God, I have seen some fine, fine, fine men this past month. But, the difference is this time around I am looking for quality over quantity. I am in the process of making a VERY detailed list of what I want in a man, and I plan to stick to it. I will not settle in ’08! Be Blessed
This weekend was very interesting.
True to form, when I got home on Friday I began the daunting task of taking out my sew- in. After scrubbing my scalp like a maniac and deep conditioning with a mixture of coconut milk and honey, my hair was like butter and IT HAS GROWN!!!!! When I got my first sew-in in February, my hair was mid neck….it now sits on the lower part of my neck. So, what do I do Saturday when I get to work at the shop????? Devise a master plan to press it (raise your hand if you can see where this is going). So, I blow dried it with the Conair Yellowbird ( I LOVE THIS DRYER….on other people’s heads…) then I pressed it using the CHI iron and Dudley’s Crème Press. Oh honey, it was long, thick, and blowing in the wind. Fast forward to Monday. It was raining and my hair looked a mess about 5 minutes after I stepped out the door. So, when I got home I got in the shower and washed my hair…..when I got out……I almost fainted…..why? A piece of my hair had lost some of its curl. I wanted to cry…..but I pressed on and braided up my damp hair and this morning? FIERCE BRAID OUT!!!!! I love and missed my natural hair, so for the duration, I will not be doing ANYTHING to alter the state of my hair.
Saturday, I went to work early at the shop and then I went home and made some steamed crab legs and had a “beverage” then I called it an early night because I had to go to church in the morning.
Sunday, I got up early, got dressed and went to church with my mom and Miss Beasley. Yeah, I am gonna need a new church home. I would get into all of the drama of “The Branch” but I am just going to leave that alone. When I got home, I threw down in the kitchen (I am trying to bring Sunday dinner back). I made a baked whole chicken, black-eyed peas with okra; cornbread and drum roll…….collards! I added the drum roll because I have never cooked greens before and I was afraid I was going to mess them up, but I did alright. I am slowly building my cooking skills and adding little recipes to my repertoire. I think I may try a banana pudding this Sunday. We’ll see.
On a serious note, I have been trying to find my mode again. Since the whole purpose of this blog is to celebrate my emancipation (singleness) I am going to share some new things going on. First and foremost, I joined Weight Watcher at Work. I am excited to be back on the WW wagon and this time I hope to make PERMENANT changes in regards to my eating habits. The next thing is I have started hitting the gym at least three days a week. I just put some good music on my MP3 and I am starting out gradually. Each day I do 30 minutes on the elliptical machine followed by 30 minutes of targeted weight training and 30 minutes on the treadmill. This whole thing isn’t about losing weight it is just about feeling better and not sitting in the house watching Judge Joe Brown. The next upgrade is to my spiritual life. I am not going to get into all the details here, but let’s just say after the dissolution of my engagement, I backslid….and last night I prayed that God would reach way down and wrap me up. This morning when I woke up I felt new and engergized. And for the first time in a month, I felt peace and joy. My advice, don’t EVER lose your joy and peace. For a few weeks, I could not get happy about anything. And I discovered why. I had lost my joy that I have in Christ. I NEEDED the Holy Spirit like nobody’s business! And I got it! So I refuse to be depressed, sad, lonely, etc. because I am a child of God! Be Blessed!
Ok, so it is time for the sew in to go. I miss my hair. Rather, I miss the simplicity of my hair. For the first time last night I missed getting in the shower, scrubbing my scalp and braiding my hair up in little braids and brushing it out in the morning with my Denman. My sew in is beautiful, but I just can’t take it anymore….plus I am anxious to see how long my hair has grown since it has been hidden since February. So tonight after my mom gets Miss Beasley, I am going to take out my sew in. In commeration of this event, I bought some Cream of Nature Moisturizing shampoo. I am going to do the deep conditioning of the century with coconut milk and honey.
Today I went to lunch with my co-workers. It was nice, but that walk through Downtown Norfolk was crazy hot. Yes, it is 80 degrees here today. I ain’t complaining…..I hate cold weather. When I retire, I will be retiring to Florida where it is warm. On this pilgrimage to Tropical Smoothie Café, we came across McArthur Park, which may be my new hangout when I want to have lunch in the park.
This weekend I don’t have much planned….just a date with my hair. I am supposed to go to a party on Saturday. My best friend’s boyfriend is throwing a party for his friend who is “coming home” (from jail). I dunno. Last time I went to one of these coming-home-from-jail soirees, I ended up falling down drunk. That was the whole mood of the party. It felt extra high school…so maybe I won’t be in attendance. Be Blessed!
As you all may or may not know, I work for the City Treasurer’s office. We handle the personal property taxes for vehicles and real estate for the city. Lately, I have just had an issue with the public…..
Please stop calling me and telling me that you want penalties waived because you just “threw the bill way because you thought it was junk mail”….that is not my fault
Well, I started my weekend early. I ended up picking Miss Beasley up early on Thursday and she didn’t go to school on Friday. So we ended up going to Garden Ridge Friday and getting the car washed. I worked a little bit at the salon Friday, didn’t really make all that much.
So I am sure we are all holding our breath in anticipation for the date night story. Sorry winners….there was no date night due to Miss Beasley being ill. We will try again this Saturday. But there was some shopping. I have not been to Marshall’s in a LONG time and I decided to go on Saturday evening. I found the cutest drop waist dress and fierce black suede peep toe pumps to go with it. Total cost….60 dollars. I just have to find somewhere to wear it.
I think I need to decide what I am going to do about working at the shop. I think it is time to hang it up, or at least decrease my hours. First of all, I don’t feel like I am spending enough time with Miss Beasley, hence that may be the reason for her bad behavior in school and second….money isn’t everything. Hell, money isn’t even real according to the movie “Blow”. What I mean is, I have fell into that trap of worshipping the almighty dollar…..and I just had a revelation this weekend that some things are more important than money. So, I am going to limit my time to every other Saturday and during the week ONLY if I can find someone to watch Miss Beasley. Another rule is I will only work on Thursday and Friday during the week. Monday through Wednesday is my time. The weather is getting nice and I want to enjoy it.
I finally got around to phase one of decorating my apartment done. On Friday, Gabby and I went to Garden Ridge and picked out some pictures and got new pillows for the couch. I did not know that I could get pillows at Garden Ridge. Usually I am rushing around, when I go there so I never have time to look around. I also bought some reed diffusers to go in each room. The pictures and the pillows made a BIG difference.
Sunday, I decided to cook some ribs in my slow cooker and they turned out wonderful. I love my slow cooker because it saves me the trouble of standing over the stove, which I hate. I also tried to make a cake, but that just fell to pieces. I tried to get all innovative and make a strawberry banana cake and ended up with something that resembled spiced ham wrapped in a thin layer of cake…..gross….so, I am scouring the internet trying to find a good cake recipe so I can make a cake sometime this week. Be Blessed!
Miss Beasley is sick ya’ll…….I think it is strep…..and I did the worst thing in motherhood history……I sent her to school….hopped up on Motrin. I am going to ride it out until lunch and then I have got to get my child. I could tell she was miserable this morning, but I felt like my job needed me more…..being a single mother sucks……
So, I am supposed to be going on a date Friday (Miss Beasley’s health pending) and I am nervous as hell. What do I wear?!?! We are supposed to be having dinner and drinks at……..drum roll please…….SMOKEY BONES!!!!! I know it is probably not some folk’s idea of a date place, but I love ribs, it’s up the street from my house, and I wanted to be in a comfortable environment. I am sure your next question is, “Who’s the date?” Well, I was asked out by friend’s brother-in-law. He is 35, no kids, and works for a commercial HVAC company. I am not getting my hopes up or anything because I am just dating…..not really looking for anything serious.
So it is Busch Gardens season in my house…..I think me and Miss Beasley will be heading there this weekend provided the weather doesn’t act up. Be Blessed!
Arrrrghhh…..last night was a difficult night. As my “woulda been” wedding date approaches, I get a little down. I think it was the wedding of Jay and Bee that just threw me over the edge…lol. But I am OK. I didn’t feel like cooking, so I just ordered a pizza from Pizza Hut and Miss Beasley and I just chowed down on that.
I am worried about Miss Beasley. She is not doing her work in school, and it is starting to show. She is only 4 and I really did not think I would be having this issue with her this early. Her inattentiveness in class is showing. I was going over sight words with her and she just kept staring off into space and trying to make me laugh. Ain’t nothing funny about illiteracy. So, to get her back on track, I have instituted a no TV rule. I am not completely cruel; she can watch TV on the weekends, but on a school night, no TV. Since I usually have to take her to the beauty shop with me after work, I have started packing a variety of workbooks (the Hooked on Phonics ones ROCK!) that she will be working on while I am working. I am an AVID reader, and I want her to love reading too. So lets just all cross our fingers and hope for the best.
Since I love my part-time job so much, my goal is to get into it full time. I was sitting around thinking the other day, that since I work for the city, I could be let go at anytime. This is a finance and election based position. The Treasurer is an elected official and his term is up in 2009. I keep hearing rumors of everyone being let go when a new Treasurer is elected. So to say I am nervous it putting it mildly. So, I have decided to get my cosmetology license so I will have something to fall back on.
I know in my previous post I said I was not entering the dating world for another 14 years, but as my luck would have it, I was asked out on a date by a nice gentleman, who will be known as J. We will see where this goes. You just KNOW I have to write about it here. Be Blessed!
I am really digging that song with Rick Ross and T-Pain
Blue Bunny Vanilla Ice Cream—I love the container, and some how the ice cream really stays soft. I will never buy another brand as long as I live….
Captain Morgan’s Coolers is my new favorite after work drink—it creates a nice little buzz…..
I love watching Cinderella with Miss Beasley. *singing* A dream is a wish….your heart makes….when you’re fast asleep…..
I am wrong for having a wedding supply garage sale a la “Waiting to Exhale”
I am in love with Smokey Bones restaurant.......
God is Good…..I just got this job in February and this month the city instituted a six month hiring freeze.
This getting paid semi-monthly is kicking my tail
I want to throw my first grown up dinner party…..
Reading X’s blog has inspired me to start saving for a cruise
I hope it rains Saturday….as that will be all the affirmation I need that Rev and I were never supposed to get married.
I will be mad as hell if it is nice outside.
I need that MJ that is on Stace’s page STAT!
I think I have become addicted to ringtones….I have the phone bill to prove it.
Why are ringtones that important….I are realize that I have more ringtones than people to assign them to….
Alright! I am back winners…..just giving everyone to suck up the shocking news....I digress….
I guess the big question has been what has been up with Victoria Page? Well, when I last posted, I was on the hunt for a more fulfilling and adult job….and I found it. I am working in the tax department in the City Treasurers office in Norfolk. It’s a nice job, the pay is good and the benefits kick ass.
The next big question is if I am dating again. Uh, no. I think I would like to take this time to just enjoy being single. I am going to flirt till I pass out and give out fake phone numbers until I can’t do it anymore. This is a time for enjoyment. Well, you know all of this singleness comes with some rules. First rule is I will be instituting the three month rule. If you have ever watched Girlfriends you know what that is….lol. The second rule or rather, new habit to take up is, I HAVE TO GET BACK IN THE GYM!!!!!!! Starting next Monday, I will be rejoining my gym and going every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday night! I have about 20 pounds or so that need to be gone. I have already gotten my eating habits together in preparation.
Right now, I would probably call this time in my life the Emancipation of Vicky. There are about to be a lot of changes. For a while I have been struggling with what will become of my hair. For the last two months I have been wearing a variety of sew in weaves. I started out with a curly one and then I got all nostalgic for my straight hair and got one of those (by the way…..if you every buy any human hair, Model Model Dream weaver is the way to go!) and now, I am wondering what to do with my hair when it is time for the sew in to go (I am starting to miss scrubbing my scalp with reckless abandon). I think I may go back to the ‘fro for the summer. I just can’t wait to see how much my hair has grown…..which reminds me that my Big Chop anniversary is coming up on April 20th. I think that will be the day I take the sew-in out. Be Blessed!
To getting married...that is.....March 2, 2008 Rev decided he didn't want to get married. Yes, you read that right. Invites were sent....dress had been altered...payments made....and he dropped it on my at 10:38 that night. He said he just could'nt do "this" anymore. I am sure the first question is "Why are you not in jail?" I have one answer: Jesus. I had to plead his blood to keep me from killing that man or myself. So.....I am.....
BACK AND SINGLE BABY!!!!!!!
After spending about two weeks crying into my Blue Bunny Vanilla Ice Cream, and watching Waiting to Exhale 50 million times, I decided I would focus on the good in my life. So.....this blog is about to get extra exciting.......venture with me into the Single Life!
Well, we have finally moved into our place. Moving day went off without a hitch which is always good. Tonight Rev's son is staying with us. Look at the time at the post....go ahead, I'll wait......yup, I have been kicked out of my bed by a 4 year old. I totally understand his attachment to Rev, but in a marriage there has to be a line drawn in the sand. Is this how it's going to be for the rest of our lives? Every Saturday and Sunday night I am sleeping on the couch because his son refuses to sleep without his dad? How do you argue that? What do you say to that without coming off as selfish and heartless? I don't mean to be crass, but I am a woman, I have needs. Sometimes after a long stressful day, I want to just cuddle up with Rev and have "grown-up time". Don't get me wrong, I love children, I have one myself, and I am fully aware of their needs and their emotions, but at the same time, I have raised Miss Beasley to know that after a certain hour in the night we part ways so mommy can decompress from the day I have had, and it is time for the little people to hit the hay. And maybe that is because I was the textbook parent. When Miss Beasley was an infant, I didn't let her sleep with me because I wanted her to ultimately sleep by herself. That is the goal isn't it? I guess my parenting strategy has been to raise your children so that they can survive in this world on their own. I never wanted Miss Beasley to be overly attached to me. Some parents eat that stuff up. I never did because I know that children are just on loan to us. One day Miss Beasley will grow up and have her own dreams and ambitions that will have nothing to do with me. Not saying that she will forget about me and denounce me as her mother (though, that is known to happen), I am just saying that she will one day grow up and have her own life. You know what? That is alright with me because it says I did my job. Sooooooo....enough about that.
To bring in extra money to fund the wedding and the new-found rent expense, I have taken a second job as a stylist assistant (fancy way of saying "shampoo girl") to bring in extra money. I work for tips and it feels nice bringing home a little money each night. Saturdays are the best days. I have observed that beauty shops have a culture of their own. First off, if I hear the following songs one more time, I may just kill myself: Keyshia Coles, "Sad and Lonely", "Please Don't Go by Tank, "Like You'll Never See Me Again" by Alicia Keyes and that Justin Timberlake and Beyonce song. Don't get me wrong I loved these song.....until I heard it 50 million times in one Saturday morning on 95.7. I also noticed that every beauty shop has the following: a man selling oils, or a man selling clothes, pocketbooks,etc. I love it though because it would'nt be a beauty shop without it. Where else can you get a doobie wrap and a Juicy Couture handbag (which may or may not be real......but who really cares about that?) all in the same place?
The wedding is chugging along. I got fitted for my wedding dress last Saturday. Good Lord those alterations cost an arm and a leg. But from what I am told, I got away cheap because some alterations can cost up in $500 range. But usually for that price you are getting a fancy bustle or something else on the dress that is difficult to do. Can you believe I bought my wedding shoes at Tarjay? At first I had all these delusions of grandeur, and set the budget for my shoes to be $50-$80 and I wanted to wear a stilleto. Well, as time has marched on, uh, I decided I just want to be comfortable. So I ended up going with a simple low heeled strappy shoe. Hell, my dress is so long you can't see them, and I doubt anyone is going to be asking to see my shoes all day. This week is the week Rev and I mail out our invitations. It will be interested in the responses that we will get. I am actually looking for a small turnout to the reception because it is almost $18 per person for us to feed our guest and ourselves. Would it be tacky to charge a cover? I kid,I kid...maybe not...lol. Well, I am going to get back to the couch to watch season two of The Wire. Just living my dreams of seeing it on HBO until the cable man comes. Be Blessed!
Hey Winners! Things are looking up and up on the wedding front. I have 8 bridesmaids officially. Not too bad seeing that we started with nine. I wish I would have heeded Stace's advice of having a small wedding party. No really. It has been hard as hell trying to hand hold 9 grown women. So, now that is over, I was able to move on the business of having my dress altered. First of all let me just say this. If you are ever getting married: DON'T USE DAVID'S BRIDAL!!!!!!! They are the most dense group of people on this earth. When I made my appointment for my alterations they hammered into my head 50 million times that I MUST bring my own slip, bra, and shoes. That phrase was etched in my mind as I purchased a 50 dollar long line bra. Guess what the first question the seamstress asked me when I got there? If she could get me a bra or a slip. I could have beat her tail on the spot. Why did t go throught all the business of telling me I HAD TO have my own bra and slip. And you know what the real rub was? I didn't even need a bra because all she had to do was sew bra cups in my dress. Voila! Bra in a dress. Pissed? I was. So needless to say my dress will be ready on March 5th.
Work has been going OK. So OK that I am in hot pursuit of another job. To put it plainly, my job is depressing. If you didn't know I work in the Radiation Oncology unit in a hospital. I will say it once and I will say it again, I would not wish cancer on my worst enemy. I have seen that disease, cripple the strongest of the strong, and it has officially become too much for me to bear. I had an interview this morning at the City Treasurers office. I hope it went well. The lady who interviewed me is a "Carolina Girl" too. We were both in agreeance that the North Carolina fair in Raleigh is the BEST!
Friday is the day that I move out of my parents house. I have wanted this for a LONG time. Four years to be exact. I bought a used dinette set that is the business! All for 80 dollars. It was in primo condition. Well, I have to go and bathe Miss Beasley, because it is time for her to hit the hay! Be Blessed!
P.S. I will be back with some product reviews because I have found some things that every girl should own!!!!!
It has been one of those weeks again winners. It started on Thursday when I got an email from one of my bridesmaids, informing me that she has had ZERO interest in organizing my shower from the other bridesmaids. Including my sister. And my best friend. She said they haven't even responded. All they care about is the bachelorette party(oh, I am going to get to that in a second). Weaze, had this great idea to make it Alice in Wonderland themed(one of my FAVORITE childhood stories) and the shower was going to be based around the Mad Hatter's tea party. Picture it: Little cupcakes with eat me, different flavor teas, tea cakes, finger sandwiches, mis-matched tea cups, the works! But she can't get it off the ground because the other bridesmaids are like, "Yeah, whatever." This just pissed me off! Rev's family, I could understand, but my sister and my best friend? Not so much. Then I decided to probe a little further and ask Weaze about the bachelorette party. She said they haven't gotten that off the ground either. The most she could tell me was there was a rumor about pole dancing classes and a hotel room. I know what it is. Add Bride, Liquor and stir. I wanted my party to at least have a theme. Namely one centered around Kanye West because he and I are getting married on the same day. I wanted the bachelorette party to have a theme of Touch the Sky/Drive Slow. The theme of the receptions is going to be Diamonds Are Forever. But all those two can think of is themselves so I guess the theme is Get Krunked Up. *sigh*
Today was my first dentist appointment in YEARS where I had no new cavities! Hooray for oral hygiene! Shoot, I wanted one of those Cavity Free stickers they give the kids. Shoot, I earned it. I have the 80 dollar Waterpik to prove it. Miss Beasley was supposed to get her teeth cleaned today, but I can sum that up in a few words. Bitewings, threw them out of her mouth, referred to a pediatric dentist, nitrous oxide. So, I have to take to a dentist where they can sedate her to get her teeth cleaned. Sheesh! Speaking of teeth my Bonus-Son Jay-Jay lost his first tooth. Right down in front. The one next to it is loose too. He is only four and I was wondering if it was too early for him to be loosing teeth. I guess not since these days the average age for beginning menstruation is 9.
Did I mention Rev and I were moving. Yeah, in three weeks. Ask me if I have packed anything. Nope. I am last minute to the bone. I will probably start this week. There is not much for me to move. Just books and clothes. I am sooooooooo happy I will not have to make that hour drive every morning. My bank account and my car are too. The apartment complex is right across from Miss Beasley's school and her dance school is around the corner. I have tons of decorating ideas. I will also have my very own first ever in house laundry room! It felt dayum good to read an article on organizing an laundry room----and it was news I could use. I am getting ready to browse Tar-Jay and see what they have in the way of closet organization because the new place comes with a---wait for it---WALK IN CLOSET!!!!!! I did not care about any thing else when I saw that! To say my closet at my parent's house is small, is an understatement. I was also sold when I saw the pantry and the pass through window in the kitchen. Well I am off to Tar-Jay.com where all my dreams can come true. Be Blessed!
Yeah, because I discovered last night that the dating world sucks harder than when I was last out there. The pickin's are slim, slim, slim.
Last night, me and a group of friends went to this new club called Encore in Virginia Beach. Now, mind you, I have not been to a club in about 2 years. So to say the least I was just happy to get out the house. Going to Encore made me realize two things: 1) I am getting older 2) Going to the club for us now just means and opportunity to take pics for your myspace or facebook page. The first point I realized when I stepped in the club. There were just too many hard wraps and outfits from Rainbow. And then of course you know there always has to be a broad that is almost damn near half naked that needs to get some attention. The second point I realized, because that is really all we did while we were there. And all night. Now, on to why I am happy I am getting married. I had about 50* guys try to come and talk to me with some of the most lame lines I have ever heard. And every single time I would just reply , " I am getting married in April. It was a good time though, and I enjoyed getting out with the girls! Be Blessed!
Oh Lord, I have not blogged in a month of Sundays. I will try to keep the updates short and sweet. Pay attention cuz it's gonna go kinda fast.....
