Get My Groove Back

Just when I thought I narrowed it down, I didn’t. Thus far my choices for this weekend’s costume festivities are:

Virgin (courtesy of Jac)
Sexy Chef
Sexy Chauffer
Cheerleader (I was one last year)
Space Cadet


Ummmm. I can’t think of anything else.


I have two costume parties to go to this weekend. One on Friday and one on Saturday. I love the thought of dressing in costume and hanging out. Last year, I went as a cheerleader and had a blast!!! This year I want to be more creative, however, I have like 72 hours to get it together.


So this past weekend I went out one day, spent one with Mr. H, and chilled on the last one. I have considerably cut down on going out. At first I thought I should have a doctor to check my temperature, you know...to see if I had some kind of “lackofgoingout” bug going around. But in all honesty, I think I’ve kinda been all partied out. Lately it’s been the same thing, different day. I even dropped my signature drink for a new one. Maybe I should switch back. In any case, I’ll get my groove back this weekend!!! Sexy costumes always do it for me!!!

I’m Convinced. He Likes To Mess My Hair Up

I want to know who’s selling the “she went to the salon, time to mess her up radar”. Mr. Henry’s timing.....ehhhh. Don’t get me wrong. The afternoon romp yesterday was fun, but there was no point in my visit to the salon, only for Mr. H to “sweat it out” less than 24 hours later.


I don’t know what we are doing? Really. He called and text me consistently for the last week. Yesterday when I didn't text him back right away, he called me at work and asked me if I received his text, (his text was a bit kinky, so I decided to make him wait). Hmmmmm.


It’s time for some new meat (pause), but I haven’t been up to going out lately. I went out last night for awhile, well I guess all night. I got home a few minutes before 2am. I’m thinking I’m all partied out...we’ll see what the weekend holds.

Friday night, open bar. Open bars always make life better.

Detroit. The Update: Short & Sweet

5. Detroit & my Michigan trip were good in general. Yes, they are one in the same, but I say Michigan because I was all over the place. I tried to fit everyone and everything in during the course of 4 days (technically 3 minus travel time). I ended up getting semi sick from the lack of sleep, traveling, and being cold...I’m 97% better now.

4. Chuck called me before my plane had the chance to taxi in. I called him back, but I was kinda just tired, hadn’t gotten the rental yet, and had about an hour drive to knock out. We played phone tag the next few days, tried to work something out, and finally got a chance to see each other over dinner & drinks. He has a girlfriend now. At first he didn’t claim her. Like, the first 3 times I asked about her. He finally broke down & showed me a picture of them the night before at her birthday party. Like really, you’re getting ready to go to Egypt with her in two weeks and you are still on the fence??? Hmmmm.

3. Lighting must have struck after I left the church. I’m pretty sure of it. Yes. I said church. I, Diva, actually went to church on Sunday while I was in Detroit. My Aunt asked me to go. Me being a woman of my word obliged her, although I was up until 5am that morning.

2. I won $823.00 dollars at MGM!!!

1. I spent it all back...(not in the same day) damn it. Don’t ask...ok half that night and pretty much half the next day.

The Vault: About Chuck

As promised, shedding some insight on Chuck...

The first time I met Chuck, there was a block party on campus, at one of the apartment complexes. It was one of those parties my roommates and I happened upon and just ended up talking, flirting, watching, flirting. In college, I was a bold little something. I said the first thing that came to mind in some situations...more or less a good girl, but a “huge shit talker”, in a nice way.

So I see this guy, who I’ve seen around campus before, walking around looking like a greasy imitation of Al B. Sure. He was a super duper super senior, and in a fraternity that’s non-descript, but somehow they appeared on campus. Anyways, I see him talking to this girl. She gives him her number and as soon as she walks away, he gives it to his friend and they throw it away.

I said something to him. In a funny, but kind of “I know you didn’t, you’re not-all that” sort of way.

A month or so later, I see this same guy after a night at the bar. And yet again, he’s acting like he’s the shit, again, walking around, this time with a sucker, being nasty the one thing that irked the hell out of me in college. So I yell out the car and tell him he’s not all of that. We’re going back and forth flirting talking shit to each other and next thing you know, we’re exchanging numbers, and somehow end up on my couch.

We ended up becoming really good friends after tons of debauchery and lasciviousness although he always thought I was kidding when I told him he was bad in bed, or that his extended member was small. He had such a big ego (why, I’ll never know) so he thought I was funny, a challenge, and made it his mission to prove me wrong...

It’s been about nine, ten years and we are still friends and to this day, I still let him know, he's not all of that, and he still has a small Mr. Chuck. I'm not an ego killer, he still has one...

Detroit, Detroit

So like in seven or so hours I will be in the “D”. It’s been two years since my last visit, and I am definitely looking forward to catching up with some of my favorite people. Who? Well you guys met Breezy not too long ago, then there’s Chuck who I blogged about in passing. A few family members and other friends...

Speaking of Chuck, our friendship is interesting (I'll reach into the Vault & pull out our history). We’ve been friends for awhile, and Breezy, being the good friend that she is, took a few for the team when it came to his “friends”. The best wing-woman ever! And she got some perks from it! Chucks friend was so “in love” with her, he went the extra mile. Ahhhh the good ole days.


So Breezy, have my bullet-proof vest ready (I kid, lol)...

Weekend Update: Card Review & Puerto Rico, Maybe???

I’m sure my party girl card is up for review by the Party Police. This weekend was one of those weekends. I think it’s my bi-week, rather bi-month. I did go out Friday, and danced the whole night (my dress was soaking wet, ewwww.), however I really didn’t want to. I got invites to hang on Saturday and Sunday, but was tired after the work grind on Saturday, btw Mr. Henry did come through and helped me out!!! Maybe after this week’s little vacay to Michigan, I’ll get back on the party wagon.


Speaking of Mr. Henry, we talked about plans for our vacation to Puerto Rico Thanksgiving weekend. I started looking into places to stay last week. I think he really wants to do something, as do I...however I’m having second thoughts on whether we should go on this trip together. I know it seems ass backwards seeing as how I go on trips with everyone else. However, sexing on a weekly, nightly slumber-parties and weekend vacation romp fests could add up to be a disaster down the line. In fact, this weekend, we didn’t do the horizontal tango and I’m cool with that.

In fact, I think it’s time we buried the past and move on...no more sexing Mr. H...

Text Messages

I received the following text message today....


"Hi, this is "Derrick". The reason why I text you was to find out how you are doing. Also not trying to get into you business but how is your relationship going with your boyfriend"


Background:

I met Derrick last year when I went with Brian to Miami. In my defense, I was under the influence of alcohol. "Derrick" would send me text messages pretty much daily, even if I didn't respond.

Sometime in April or May, I told him I had a boyfriend....


In Other News:

Yes, I'm aware. I've been M.I.A.