To make a short story shorter, my parents' anniversary recently passed. My mom called my dad and they spoke about their marriage and how one or both of them thinks they could have made it. Uh no! Then I kicked in the door waving the four-four chimed in as the voice of reason. I'd be ruined if they'd stayed together. They had no business marrying. But they were young and it's what people did after high school--especially if your fiance was pregs.
I remember in Love and Basketball when basketball dude hadn't read leading lady's articles or whatever. I understand if a career is super important, not reading would be hurtful. I'm pretty used to the people around me having no idea what I do for a living. I'm OK with it because I leave work at work. No need in boring anyone with the deets of my wage-based slavery situation. That said, I'd be very hurt if my husband didn't show up and stay for, my entire professional event.
Back when I was working in education, I shared an office with a really sweet guy. The school was his first job and he was from some fly-over state I didn't even bother to remember. He was so green and middle-American-white. We'd spend our free time chatting it up about all manner of things. He told me that being stalked is flattering because it would mean someone cares enough to dedicate their whole life to finding more out about you and getting close to you. I disagreed then and still do now! I hope he and I just had different definitions of stalking.
We're all aware of the TET and the housing crisis that seems to be a huge part of the problem. I predict the next bubble will be based on student loans. The other day, a friend who is a guidance counselor at a school was shocked to find out one of her students, who is mentally incapable of college, was accepted to Everest College. You probably didn't read 'Everest' with a straight face. And that's OK.
My dear friend was married for a long time but has been divorced for a long time. Cool dude. Nobody I'd date. But still a cool bean! He got himself a girlfriend. He comes with a lot of 'extra'. I won't call it 'baggage' because he's doing what a father should. He's very active with his children. As a result, his SO ended up folding herself into his life because it seemed to be the only way they could go from casual dating to being an item.
Have everyone read THIS? Go on ahead and read it. I'll be here. As already pointed out in FB comments and responses, the obvious WFT moment is the following bit:
Murphy, a sparrow of a woman, also felt a bit unsure. “Here was this big strong guy. He was only 14, but he looked like a 25-year-old drug dealer,” she recalled in an interview. When asked later what she meant by that description, Murphy acknowledged that it was a poor choice of words but said that she meant to convey his “maturity and intensity.”
That's a gem worthy of comment but this article gives so much more. Let's go back to the very beginning, shall we?
Was it just me or did Russell tell Cyn (while finding holes in her business plan), that she needs to steer the bigger girls enrolling in her school to things behind the camera?
Young ladies who are a six 6, let a lone a size 10, won't be the biggest cover girl around. I get that. It's chock full of people who don't have women's best interest in mind. They have fabulous fashion in mind. They value finding little girls who could easily pass for tall twelve year old boys to be the hangers for their often unoriginal frocks. Who knows though. I also know I never thought I'd see the day when the first family is Black.
I have been so tired this week. I went to an event Wednesday and was so thankful to have run into a couple people I knew. They were friendly to strangers so I was forced to somewhat interact. And my shoes were stretched. And tonight, I have a lot to do. I have one more task left tonight. I'm writing this on the cusp of my bedtime. Fell free to reach back in the archives and read some old posts or whatever. Have a great weekend! I'll be back Monday.
My beliefs on abortion are simple--if you don't believe in them, don't have them. I believe a woman should be able to do whatever she wants with their is her business. On a personal lever, I've never wanted to decide whether or not I will go forward with an abortion, For this reason, I have avoided getting pregnant. Believe me though, it wasn't any major accomplishment.
Men think women communicate better with each other because there are a lot of words being exchanged. Seventy-five percent of our conversations amount to nothing more than us making a molehill into a mountain. There! I said it. If analyzing silly situations was a co-ed sport, the team with the most women would always win.
When I was a kid, mother was at every performance I wanted her to attend. She was at all of my brothers' games. She was that mother. And during the year or so when she worked outside the home, her boss was clear on her priorities. If I was playing the violin, had a cold, etc. she wasn't making it to work. She even scoffed at her supervisor's suggestion that on days off she'd bring me into the office and store me in the office kitchen.
This weekend I saw something on Twitter about men trying to 'stop by' as opposed to going on dates. This is some across-the-board silliness that extends to friendship circles. Either people respond by allowing it OR dismissing the person. I suggest another method.
I'm only a few minutes into tonight's episode of Prime suspect. IN this scene a stripper follows the cop out of a strip club and thanks her for busting her as a prossie. Because she was busted, she left whoring and moved to the pole. She even got her teeth fixed. From the track to the pole is definately a step up. This scene reminded me of a conversation I had earlier today. A male coworker and I were talking about the TET and what we'd be willing to do if we had no options, no skills, no support from family and friends, etc. In other words, the absolute worse case scenario.