happy birthday mom and other stuff

Today is my mother’s birthday. She has been gifted with another year of life on this earth and after her two battles with cancer, I am always grateful when she reaches this milestone. Our relationship has not always been the best (mother’s and daughters do have drama) but these days I find myself more and more grateful for the relationship we have now because she means a lot to me. She makes me laugh, she has my back and when I have an issue I can go to her and know that she will listen like a mother and respond like a friend.

Happy birthday mommy. I love you.

:o)

Pusha and Slim keep trying to seduce me. Not so much seduce as convince me to get down with some freak shit with them. I am so not with it for a number of reasons. It’s funny though, I was sitting and talking with them last week and I got into their heads about the kind of women they go after and their approach and who has more game than whom. It was hilarious listening to Slim run down the things he says to girls to get them to “drop the draws” as he says.

I also told Pusha that I write about him on this site. He asked me what I write about him and I told him that I write about our encounters and the conversations that we have and the things that we say and do to each other. He asked me if I called the story “The Pimp and His Apprentice” referring to himself and Slim. I just started cracking up laughing. Then e asked me if I wrote about how I am “scared” to get with him. I told him that the story didn’t quite go like that. He thought that was pretty funny. I’m not scared of anything. The flirting is fun though.

Last night, instead of kicking it at the spot like I normally would, I went to hang out with my friend Slayer and his wife and our other homegirl Big Mama. We sat around and talked shit, watched the remake of Carrie on television and drank two cases of Budweiser (I only had four myself). Mrs Slayer made us some vittles that were delicious. When I got home all I could do was pass out.