Well, Well, Well

Ladies and Gentlemens...

I have been on a blog-cation. Welcome back to me!

Now after my blog-cation I went on a stress-cation.

The Hilton hotels are so nice. I'm in such a wonderful mood.

I just want to encourage you all to listen to a little song by T.I. It's called "You Can Have Whatever You Like" and it's going to corrupt women everywhere, because well...it's like a new theme song.


*singing* baby you can have whatever you like.....yep you can have whatever you like....

*still singing* now I ain't saying I'm a golddigger, but I ain't messing with no broke n*ggas...

A Little Something I'm Curiousu About....

Why do men rate chicks?

Earlier I heard I'm worthy of a banging solitaire while the chick sitting next to said dude is worth sucking his d!ck....

And the difference...I'm more mentally stimulating...how's that for mind candy?!??

Saturday Sayings

"I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you straightforwardly, without complexities or pride; so I love you because I know no other way."


"I love you not only for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you. I love you not only for what you have made of yourself, but for what you are making of me. I love you for the part of me that you bring out."

"Laughter is the language of the soul."

-Pablo Neruda

Friday's Favorite Song

It's the way you walk and the way you talk...

And I must like it:)

September 11 Commemoration

I just wanted to be sure that today is not forgotten. We need to remember the lives that were lost during this sad event 7 years ago. Let us hold our heads high and continue the toward freedom and justice for all.

In perfect peace.

Sister 2 Sister

"Celebrate the truth of who you are. I think that's the long and the short of it. In any high visibility role, along with it comes so much stress and so much anxiety. You take on trying to fit into what you think other people think you should be or how they think you should look, that's too much stress, you know? Baby, you're trying to get your husband in the White House. You don't have time to be on no diet. Put on a Spanx and hit it! You don't have time for no foolishness. You have to walk in the truth of 'who you are' and celebrate that thing. There are so many other things that take precedence over that, you know what I mean? If you need to have a couple of sizes of dresses in the closet at the White House, then that's what you do. If today that size eight slips on real good and the next week you need to put on a size 10, then that's what you do."

-Niecy Nash to Michelle Obama

Interracial Dating

So I am having a discussion with two friends of mine about interracial dating...

My male friend says other guys are always asking him about how black women are.

My female friends says they are asking and then they want to try it out.

Let's do a little analysis.

Male point of view: He says that his other friends cannot find an attractive black chick to kick it with it. "Man, look...it's getting cold. Snowbunnies is bout to be out in this b*tch and I'm jumping on a white rabbit...but I love my coffee but I need to add some cream". Ok Eric, whatever you say.

Female point of view: "You know how I feel about this".-She only dates non-black men and I keep trying to tell her when you get through playing she will find an attractive, professional black man with that good wood. I ain't lying y'all she gonna do it.

Now for my own point of view: My first boyfriend was a wealthy white guy who gave me everything I could have dreamed and desired. EVERYTHING. If I lost it then he bought it again. Then when I got serious and got ready to start looking for husbands...they became chocolate, caramel, honey, whatever but black....yes indeed.

What say you good people? Is interracial dating cool or does it make you sick?

How to Make Love to a Black Woman

How do you make love, to a Black Woman?
How do you make love to a Black Woman,
Romantically and Patiently;
Take the time to make love to her mind.
Fulfill all of her midnight wishes.
Cover her entire body with soft wet kisses.
Tell her, so that she will know!
There's no place on her body
your tongue won't go.
And, when you love a Black Woman,
you love her real slow.

How do you make love, to a Black Woman?
How do you make love to a Black Woman,
Passionately and Sincerely;
Let her Sweetness become your Weakness.
Do not use just the Penis, But include your ear.
Listen to the sweet sound of her moans
and see what you hear.
Feel the warmth and care of her loving embrace.
Place your mouth on hers and savor the taste.

How do you make love, to a Black Woman?
How do you make love to a Black Woman,
Sensually and Honestly;
Say what you mean and mean what you say.
Tell her that you love her,
more and more with each passing day.

Let all of the fantasies that dance in her head.
Become her moonlight reality
when it's time to go to bed.
Kiss and lick all over her body
until you find all her right spots.
Touch and caress her soft skin
and make her real hot.
Mutual satisfaction is a lover's plan.
Love her, cause you are in love with her.
She's your Woman and your her Man.

How do you make love, to a Black Woman?
How do you make love to a Black Woman,
Lovingly and completely;
Love her until her "Screams of Passion"
are all you that hear.
Suck on her neck and stick
your tongue in her ear.
Hold her soft round ass
in the palm of your hands.
Let her sexual wishes
become your loving commands.

Love your Black Woman with
your Mind, Body and Soul.
She's the most precious gift on this Earth.
She's worth her weight in gold.

How do you make love to a Black Woman?
There's only one true way to start.
To make love to a Black Woman,
Give her your heart

-Unknown

I absolutely agree...there's nothing more to be said.

Sigh

I just hadn't been able to think of anything to write about today. Oh well. Maybe later.

Saturday Sayings

I've got two daughters. 9 years old and 6 years old. I am going to teach them first of all about values and morals. But if they make a mistake, I don't want them punished with a baby.

-Barack Obama

Here's to You

This one's for the man who
is sweet but doesn't know he is.
makes you laugh without trying.
puts up with all your sh*t when he doesn't have to.
holds it all in.
holds you down.
makes everyday a little more interesting.
gives encouragement.
is grounded.
knows where he's been, where he is and where he's going.
knows when he messes up and fixes it.
would never hurt anyone on purpose.
is complicated, but likes the simple things.
is human.
ishose one of the best people you know (so far).

Thanks for simply being you.

And it's not even Black Man's Appreciation Day 2008

Favorite Song Fridays

Loves this. I might throw up a couple favorite songs a week since I have so many!


Enjoy your evenings!

-J

Why Can't A Woman Ask

I was having a discussion today with one of the best men I know. I randomly told him that I feel that black women in this generation are not as bad off as we think. In fact, we are not as scarred as we think. We have been one of the most privileged group of all time. For those of us who aren't we have taken that to shape us into better women.

Today's young black woman gets angry about lack of child support, men being dogs, etc. Yet, we are not realizing that we are strong enough to handle all of these things on our own. We are strong women whose mothers and grandmothers paved the way for us. Those women understood what it was like to have to walk in the back door, be stay at home moms and make it work off of $100 monthly if that. We really don't have it so bad, but if there is a problem we swear up and down that it's the black man's fault. And then, we will see one that we think is a good one we will damned near walk around the building because we know he's attractive but we don't wanna ask him out.

LADIES! You can walk right up to a man, introduce yourself and ask for his number. It's 2008. I think the men would appreciate it they have to deal with facing rejection far more than we ever have. Think about it, all you have to do is look half decent and you will get holla'ed at no matter what.

Think about it...you might find the man of your dreams this way.

No One is Writing Your Life

So, to those who actually know me you all know that I love to read. I will read anything, but I loooove black urban fiction. Yep-Carl Weber, Rochelle Alers, Zane...any of them I don't care as long as it's about black people.

This week I have already read two books and I think that black women reading these books is bringing about the demise of the black relationship. Yep! I said it and here's why:

As teenagers we treat relationships like they are fairy tales. We think everything should be roses, clouds and laughter. Then we hit the real world and we realize sometimes the sh*t just don't work. Sometimes she won't clean up or he won't bring his check home. So you got a dirty house, I look a mess and you're hungry. Ain't nobody happy.

So I was reading this book by Rochelle Alers where the woman says let's just be friends with benefits (do we ever say that?) and the man who after 35 years ain't loved nobody starts to love her. Now I predict women reading this damned book and thinking this will work for them.

NEWSFLASH!!!! You're f*cking over yourself.

Then I read Carl Weber's Married Men earlier in the summer. This woman told this man she wanted 80% of his income because of a picture (enhanced of course) which made it look as though he was cheating. It worked a minute. The judge wanted to say what the hell is wrong with both you (for fictitious effect it didn't happen). Ladies you cannot just demand a man give you all his damned money-it don't work like that. And if you do...in this day and age either you'll end up on Snapped or he'll end up on Forensic Files.

All I'm saying is it just doesn't work. Real relationships don't exist in the manner these do. There's not always going to be someone running down the street trying to get you to come back, sometimes they're just gonna let your ass leave and then pray you don't come back.

Just my opinion.

Girl, Gimme Dat...

So over over on SBM there's a commenter's discussion going on about what it takes to get a woman to give it up.

I was thinking to myself...what does it take for someone to get it...

Well I came up with just a few things for one, I like a man who touches me ALOT.

Then can I get someone who rubs me, bathes me, lotions me.

Treat me like I mean a little something to you and I'm all yours. And it's weird because it can 't just be anyone doing anything. It has to be the right man with that swagger, that confidence...that bomb sh*t. Yep I know some of the women know what I'm talking about.

So Hurricane Gustav battered the Southeast coasts today.

Luckily the hurricane didn't totally flood New Orleans, because I don't think the people there could have taken another Katrina incident.

Unfortunately, it's being followed by Hanna and Ike. Yep they're a-coming. Now I'm not sure about Hanna or Josephine but IKE!?!?!?

Due to the Ike Turner, I think we should change to Ismail...or something.

So that's all for now.