So a couple weeks ago I was watching 60 minutes and Andy Rooney aka “Eyebrows” as Rum Punch calls him was opining about the passage of time.
He felt time flied because we are constantly looking forward to what is going to happen next. Months that we don’t have anything planned, some to drag along. When it was February and there is 3 feet of snow on the ground and how many of us wished that it was a lovely spring day in May? *Amaretto raises her hand* And well now May is here and I wonder what happened to March and April. How many parents, while sitting in their cubicles all year long for that nice family summer vacation, only to then wonder when their kids are going back to school? But it’s hard to live in the moment, especially since no one teaches us how to do it. We learn that we have to prepare for tests, and get into college to get a good job, so we can make money. But how many of us are taught to stop and smell the roses. Or at least appreciate the monotomy of life. Eyebrows was stating that it’s these lazy days that make time last longer.
And yet while I sit in my cubicle I am already thinking about the graduations, birthday parties, weekend getaways and cookout that will span the summer months. And once it’s all said and done I’ll be thinking about the holidays and then the new year in which I will turn 30! And in all of this planning I wonder what moments I’ve missed out on? Today was just a regular ole Tuesday. Went to work, surfed the net, goofed off with coworks, ate, watched some random sketch comedy show on TV that made me laugh. And now I’m rushing to come up with something before Tuesday is over.
And I can honestly say that I never looked forward to Tuesday, May 11th, but it’s time in my life that I’ll never get back and I’m going to try to appreciate that.
See You In Seven
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Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Thanks Kanye!
So originally I was going to weigh in on the whole Kanye, Taylor Swift, Beyonce, Jay-Z, damn is Jay Leno a real journalist now?! topic...buuuuuuuuut that was before the work demands and hours that passed that made this saga old news. So my funny, insightful, provocative, best entry ever- has been preempted by this two cents jingling in a coffee cup post! Sit back and listen to me tinkle.
Yippie! Kanye’s actions, words and cockiness have shocked and appalled people yet again. He’s about to be bad, real bad Michael Jackson if he keeps this up! And while the president called him a jackass, I can’t help but feel a little sorry for the man. I missed Sunday night’s VMAs so I didn’t get to see KWes in action, but I did catch the Jay Leno Show. As soon as Jay said “your mother…” I was waiting for the eruption, the tantrum, or the Cherokee trail tears. But the silence-the audience and Kanye himself were a little unexpected. I was wondering if he was holding back tears like a just scolded child. Biting his tongue…because you don’t ever talk about someone’s mother! Or really realizing what went wrong that night or months ago when his mom passed. I’m glad he still went on Leno-because I am getting tired of the rich and famous skirting by their just deserved consequences just cause their face is more recognizable than mine. But more importantly I’m glad he realized that maybe he had gone too far. That his big ego took him beyond what our collective Kanye limits allow. Baby Bush? Okay-dog him out! Blood Diamonds-terrible! But Taylor Swift? She’s a pretty, little 19 year old girl just trying to stack her dollars a la Miley Cyrus! Don’t hate man! Should we give Kanye some growth points because he didn’t say His video was the best?
EVERYONE in the world has emulated the Single Ladies video. Sure you could find me trying to dance to it at the Essence Music Festival this July. Sure we all know Beyonce’s video was better, but for real Kayne you don’t have to tell everyone what we are thinking! That’s what barbershops and blogs are for!
But thank you Mr. West for giving me (and everyone else) something to talk about yet again!
See You In Seven
Yippie! Kanye’s actions, words and cockiness have shocked and appalled people yet again. He’s about to be bad, real bad Michael Jackson if he keeps this up! And while the president called him a jackass, I can’t help but feel a little sorry for the man. I missed Sunday night’s VMAs so I didn’t get to see KWes in action, but I did catch the Jay Leno Show. As soon as Jay said “your mother…” I was waiting for the eruption, the tantrum, or the Cherokee trail tears. But the silence-the audience and Kanye himself were a little unexpected. I was wondering if he was holding back tears like a just scolded child. Biting his tongue…because you don’t ever talk about someone’s mother! Or really realizing what went wrong that night or months ago when his mom passed. I’m glad he still went on Leno-because I am getting tired of the rich and famous skirting by their just deserved consequences just cause their face is more recognizable than mine. But more importantly I’m glad he realized that maybe he had gone too far. That his big ego took him beyond what our collective Kanye limits allow. Baby Bush? Okay-dog him out! Blood Diamonds-terrible! But Taylor Swift? She’s a pretty, little 19 year old girl just trying to stack her dollars a la Miley Cyrus! Don’t hate man! Should we give Kanye some growth points because he didn’t say His video was the best?
EVERYONE in the world has emulated the Single Ladies video. Sure you could find me trying to dance to it at the Essence Music Festival this July. Sure we all know Beyonce’s video was better, but for real Kayne you don’t have to tell everyone what we are thinking! That’s what barbershops and blogs are for!
But thank you Mr. West for giving me (and everyone else) something to talk about yet again!
See You In Seven
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
In Good Times and Bad Times
When I was a little girl I had a certain vision for my life...
Because by the time I was 20, the first step in my master plan pretty much when up in smoke, through a series of random events beyond my control...and I was therefore left looking at a life that I never expected and was unsure how I was going to live it!
Are you thinking So What Amaretto? Well here's the what...
From the time I was 20 and definitely all up and through the worst year of my life that was 2005 (check my April 14th post), there has been a seismic shift in how I view myself and this one life that I am allowed to live. I feel that everyone is going to experience some sort of setback (or setbacks) that will force us to reassess who we is and who we ain't. Looking back on my journals (aka diaries) I am shocked at the person that I twas. I really defined myself by material things. That if somehow I had da house, car, degree and money in the bank that I was someone successful, blessed and highly favored. Ha ha ha...what a foolish young lady Amaretto was.
And I can only call myself a fool because now I have gone through some stuff. I have gone through changes that had me wondering why these no good rotten things seemed to happen to me and me alone! The changes that had me crying at night or sometimes in the bathroom at work. The changes that had me drinking glasses of haterade because someone I knew was living their life like it was golden accomplishing great things while I felt stuck.
But throughout all these changes and turnarounds...it wasn't all bad. I truly was blessed to have people in my life who were constants my equation while I attempted to solve for the Y's in my life. I know, why so mushy, but I tend to get reflective when it's my birthday time and I realize another year has passed and I can see how so much has changed for from a mere 365 days ago. And while it hasn't all been good, just knowing that my friends have been cheering, supporting, praying for and encouraging my success is a blessing beyond anything I could have ever imagined for myself as a child.
I know there are many folks out here struggling in these days and times. Or wondering WTF happened to their life? Or how come they ain't got this or that... and believe me I wish I knew the answer or the reason. But I can say that it won't be that way forever. Even though my life is not what I envisioned or expected it's still been pretty freakin' awesome thanks to the peoples I've been blessed to call friends. When things get tough, we don't need legions of people to cry too. In the good times and in the bad times, that's what friends are for. Everyone has been blessed with one.
See You In Seven
- I was going to go to and graduate from college
- I was going to start my career and be awesome
- I was going to marry the man I loved
- I was going to have a least 1 of my 2.5 kids
Because by the time I was 20, the first step in my master plan pretty much when up in smoke, through a series of random events beyond my control...and I was therefore left looking at a life that I never expected and was unsure how I was going to live it!
Are you thinking So What Amaretto? Well here's the what...
From the time I was 20 and definitely all up and through the worst year of my life that was 2005 (check my April 14th post), there has been a seismic shift in how I view myself and this one life that I am allowed to live. I feel that everyone is going to experience some sort of setback (or setbacks) that will force us to reassess who we is and who we ain't. Looking back on my journals (aka diaries) I am shocked at the person that I twas. I really defined myself by material things. That if somehow I had da house, car, degree and money in the bank that I was someone successful, blessed and highly favored. Ha ha ha...what a foolish young lady Amaretto was.
And I can only call myself a fool because now I have gone through some stuff. I have gone through changes that had me wondering why these no good rotten things seemed to happen to me and me alone! The changes that had me crying at night or sometimes in the bathroom at work. The changes that had me drinking glasses of haterade because someone I knew was living their life like it was golden accomplishing great things while I felt stuck.
But throughout all these changes and turnarounds...it wasn't all bad. I truly was blessed to have people in my life who were constants my equation while I attempted to solve for the Y's in my life. I know, why so mushy, but I tend to get reflective when it's my birthday time and I realize another year has passed and I can see how so much has changed for from a mere 365 days ago. And while it hasn't all been good, just knowing that my friends have been cheering, supporting, praying for and encouraging my success is a blessing beyond anything I could have ever imagined for myself as a child.
I know there are many folks out here struggling in these days and times. Or wondering WTF happened to their life? Or how come they ain't got this or that... and believe me I wish I knew the answer or the reason. But I can say that it won't be that way forever. Even though my life is not what I envisioned or expected it's still been pretty freakin' awesome thanks to the peoples I've been blessed to call friends. When things get tough, we don't need legions of people to cry too. In the good times and in the bad times, that's what friends are for. Everyone has been blessed with one.
See You In Seven
Thursday, February 26, 2009
mardi gras redux: top 10 greatest hits
shouts to rum punch for holdin a sista down last week. my apologies for being mia. i was in the middle of my first ever new orleans mardi gras. and folks what a mardi gras twas. this might be my new favorite holiday. good friends, good food, great drinks and non stop partying for a good week straight. loves it!
being a mardi gras newbie, i had nothing to go on but images of boobs and beads. but let me tell you the real real mardi gras is about community, family and showin love for the city. i didn't step foot in the french quarter once and that probably did the trick. i had a great time and looking forward to next year. until then, i'ma reminisce on my top 10 mardi gras moments!
10. baby king king. standing on st. charles avenue watching some of the most beautiful floats i've ever seen with little kids, grandmamas, frat boys, tourists and every other kinda person you could think of.
9. wtf!?! mr. officer. getting a wack ass parking ticket for parking in the the crosswalk. now that officer knew good in hell well that i was nowhere near the crosswalk. he musta been on his 3rd daiquiri or smokin that good good when he wrote the ticket. in any case, i ain't payin it.
8. down goes frazier! have you ever seen somebody fall and you wanted to laugh so hard but you didn't want to make them feel bad. well imagine the exact opposite of that: somebody falls and everyone within a 5 foot radius laughs. hoard. long. while pointing. and more laughing. yeah that's how it went down. this drunken hot white girl bust her ass and almost took down a judge in the process. she came over to say hello to him and tripped over her own sloppy drunk feet and proceeded to grab on to him on the way down. luckily he shook her loose and she went down on her own. good times!
7. breaking my neck(lace). there is something about free stuff that makes folks go crazy. combine free shit with a lil alcohol and that free shit being hurled threw the air and there is bound to be a disaster. during one of the numerous parades i attended (which one, i can't rightly recall) i jumped up for some beads and came down without my favorite necklace. pictured below is all that is left of it. sadness
6. red Beans and Rice. mmm good!
5. Patron Got You in the Zone. taking patron shots with a judge... nuff said.
4. Kicking the Breeze, Hangin' on St. Philip Street! Gettin' to hear my favorite mardi gras song ova and ova and ova again!
Roll with Me, Rock with Me - Rebirth Brass Band
3. All Hail Queen Zulu. I was the first person to score the most prized throw from the Krewe of Zulu, a coconut! And it was gold. snaps in a circle two times!
2. Three's Company. then i got greedy and went for more. these 3 lil guys aren't as fantastic as the golden one but they're cuter. just look at those faces!
1. Corrupting the Youth. since the 5 spot is a pg-13 site i can't give ya'll any other details than this but just know it's numero uno for a reason...
see ya next year! laissez les bons temps roule!
being a mardi gras newbie, i had nothing to go on but images of boobs and beads. but let me tell you the real real mardi gras is about community, family and showin love for the city. i didn't step foot in the french quarter once and that probably did the trick. i had a great time and looking forward to next year. until then, i'ma reminisce on my top 10 mardi gras moments!
10. baby king king. standing on st. charles avenue watching some of the most beautiful floats i've ever seen with little kids, grandmamas, frat boys, tourists and every other kinda person you could think of.
9. wtf!?! mr. officer. getting a wack ass parking ticket for parking in the the crosswalk. now that officer knew good in hell well that i was nowhere near the crosswalk. he musta been on his 3rd daiquiri or smokin that good good when he wrote the ticket. in any case, i ain't payin it.
8. down goes frazier! have you ever seen somebody fall and you wanted to laugh so hard but you didn't want to make them feel bad. well imagine the exact opposite of that: somebody falls and everyone within a 5 foot radius laughs. hoard. long. while pointing. and more laughing. yeah that's how it went down. this drunken hot white girl bust her ass and almost took down a judge in the process. she came over to say hello to him and tripped over her own sloppy drunk feet and proceeded to grab on to him on the way down. luckily he shook her loose and she went down on her own. good times!
7. breaking my neck(lace). there is something about free stuff that makes folks go crazy. combine free shit with a lil alcohol and that free shit being hurled threw the air and there is bound to be a disaster. during one of the numerous parades i attended (which one, i can't rightly recall) i jumped up for some beads and came down without my favorite necklace. pictured below is all that is left of it. sadness
6. red Beans and Rice. mmm good!
5. Patron Got You in the Zone. taking patron shots with a judge... nuff said.
4. Kicking the Breeze, Hangin' on St. Philip Street! Gettin' to hear my favorite mardi gras song ova and ova and ova again!
Roll with Me, Rock with Me - Rebirth Brass Band
3. All Hail Queen Zulu. I was the first person to score the most prized throw from the Krewe of Zulu, a coconut! And it was gold. snaps in a circle two times!
2. Three's Company. then i got greedy and went for more. these 3 lil guys aren't as fantastic as the golden one but they're cuter. just look at those faces!
1. Corrupting the Youth. since the 5 spot is a pg-13 site i can't give ya'll any other details than this but just know it's numero uno for a reason...
see ya next year! laissez les bons temps roule!
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