Like You'll Never See Me Again....

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!