Monday, February 26, 2007

Dirty South

Last week my mom suggested that we go to Charlotte, North Carolina and visit my cousin, T.J. Sounds like a good idea with all that has been going on with me I sure do need the break. So sure enough off we go (without the children). It was my mom, sister, and grandmother all in the van. What was our mission? Dunno, but hey, I'm just happy to get out of Delaware and breathe. The trip was beautiful. First we stopped in VA to visit our older sister. It was nice seeing my nieces, but my sweet nephew was sleeping so we didn't wake him this time. We proceeded down to Charlotte. Man! The weather was BEAUTIFUL. I mean it was warm, the air was clean and clear, and the people were very inviting like always. Why am I in Delaware? What is really there? Anyway so we went to T.J.'s home and it was beautiful. The development was nice and quite at all times. The homes ranged from ranch to two stories. He was in a ranch. T.J. had spaghetti prepared for us. It had meat in it, big and tiny pieces. I felt bad (as you all know I'm not eating meats), I told him and he just gave me this blank stare, lol. So I took some noodles and just a tiny bit of sauce and added some corn then ate. We were so happy to see each other. T.J. and I even went to the same college in South Carolina. Out of all my cousins, I'm closest to T.J. My sister and I stayed the two nights with him and my mom and grandma stayed at a nearby hotel, Wing Gate.

The whole time for our stay we laughed til we busted our spleens. We laughed so hard that after a while nothing came out our mouths. We just had our mouths open without sound, you know, the silent laugh. Tears, and gasping for air is what we did. What were we laughing about? Some of everything. Viagra, Billy Blanks, black colleges, children's behavior, dating, breaking up, and life's ups and downs. Boy it was well needed. They say laughter is food for the soul, well my soul is fat to the max!

Tj was a gentlemen the whole time at our stay. Little did he know I was watching his every move. He opened the car door for my mom every time we got out. He waited on us hand and foot. He took us to the furniture stores in Charlotte (that's what my mom wanted to see). He took whatever bags from us. It's like he didn't want us to lift a finger. It was royal treatment for real. I have been deprived from this so when he tended to my every need it gave me hope of what kind a man, I want, a gentleman. And that's just how he is. It wasn't for show, that's how he was raised. At first it felt weird, but after a while I got hip to the game. Ok, so then we were looking at brand new homes. These homes were big, beautiful, and CHEAP! For a 4 bedroom you are talking about $180,000. The kitchen was enormous. Man, our townhouse is $189,000 and the rooms are very small in De. Moms was loving every bit of it. She was saying that she didn't want retire in De. I don't blame her. I even got to see my former deacons from the church. They moved to Charlotte last year and they stay 15mins away from T.J. I told Ms. V some of the things that have been going on in my life. She was surprised, but she just wanted to make sure I was at peace, and I am. So we hung with Ms. V for a while and it was fun. She showed us her home and it's GORGEOUS! My mom was ready to move now. She found the furniture stores and new homes. Mom is ready. Now she needs to convince my dad, lol. We also went sight seeing. T.J. was a great escort showing us the area. We even saw where he worked which is the channel 9 station, he's one of the camera men.

I miss the dirty south. I miss the food. The first restaurant T.J. took us to was lovely. It was the Cheesecake Bistro. The prices were cheap but the portions were huge. I order the eggplant parmesan, mom had the seafood platter, sis had some chicken salad, and Ms. V had the gumbo soup. It was delicious! We all were sampling each other's plate. Oh, the atmosphere was romantic. They dimmed the lights down really low. The decor was Mardi Garis which I really don't care for, but it was well decorated. When we were done (even though food was still on the plate) we all just looked at each other with bulging stomachs and half closed eyes. We started laughing again. The second restaurant was just as good. It was called Cheddar's. Oh lord, the food was extremely good. The onion rings were so tasty. The croissant rolls were to die for. They were piping hot and they drizzled the rolls with butter and honey. Crispy on the outside and moist inside. Please if you go to Charlotte, eat at Cheddar's. The food portion was big.

Yes we did go to church. It seems like there are many mega churches in Charlotte. We went to New Life something with Pastor John P. Kee. They sang many songs and I enjoyed everyone of them. It was like a freshness, a new start. Check this out, we saw a former colleague of ours that T.J. and I went to college with at the church. Small world, huh? I want to move to N.C. That would be a beautiful place to start over. I wish. I'll make the best of Delaware since I'm here.

The trip was well needed. I was able to pray like I wanted to and release my husband, pain, unforgiveness, etc... When people hurt or had hurt you, you must release them to God so He can heal that area in your heart. When I think about all that has happened to me, I don't hurt anymore, it's just a memory. God does answers prayers.

Saturday, February 10, 2007

Makeover becontinue Other things are at stake

I know, I know, it's been a while. So much, too much things have been going on. Well first the makeover went great. It was really fun and rejuvenating. Pam went over the basic essential for skin care and hair. Most of the products she was using were basic things like, mixing peroxide and baking soda to scrub your elbows and/or knees. That is just one of the many tricks she showed me. We did go to Philly to buy the hair (sorry Kwak:~o). Man! I mean old ladies, young, middle age where all trying on wigs and weave pieces. Everyone was rocking some type of weave. I thought it was funny. The things we women do for our glory. I don't mean any harm, but this one lady weave look like something you would find in your great grandmother's attic. I did my best not to stare, but my eyes kept gravitating to it. I was wondering what was her excuse. Myself could wear the heck out some weave, but I think she got me beat. It felt good to be treated nicely. The girl sat me in the chair and all I had to do was pick out all the half wigs that I liked. It was a lil embarrassing everyone standing around looking at me because they want to see how it's going to look as well. It was funny watching their facial expression. This one piece was not the answer, we all mumbled, "noooo". Pam brought another hair piece as well. I ended up getting two half wigs. Mind you these wigs look very natural. That was my main concern. I hate that big bee hive look, u know. So we finally get back to her house. By then we were tired, but we still did the face. Pam put the lashes on and I thought they were very cute. It really did bring out my eye. Wooo, I really look different, I think I look cute, lol. I was really impressed at the look with the hair, and eyes. So by then it was almost 12am and we are both beat. We are suppose to finish up later this month. Ok, so for the verdict! Everyone gave me 2 thumbs up. Really it was the hair and the lashes (I think so) that made a big difference. It's been a lil over a week now and last night I took off those lashes (the rest of them). I'll do the lashes for special events. For my lifestyle right now that's a bit too much, u know. Pam and I will continue this beauty saga and of course I'll let yall know the updates.

Delaware State University didn't call me for the job position. I wished they would have at least called a sister so that I would know and not jump every time the phone rang. It's all good. I'm still subing.

Marriage issues. Where do I even begin? This has been a long battle for years. The dumb thing is that I told my hubby that I have this blog spot and unfortunately he reads it. I really wanna say somethings but because I know he's reading it I really can't share everything. I'll just say this. I have been packing my children's things and mine. Enough is enough. When you are the abuser you don't reap the pain and hurt. I didn't plan on going so soon until one day I went to go in my basement and this negro had the nerve to lock the basement door. I don't have a key for this door. Most of my things were down there that I packed. Now why would he do that. Plus I was backed up on laundry and the washer/dryer were down there. OK, wait let me back up. My girlfriends were telling me that my husband was calling them harassing them about my "plans". The both were saying he was talking stupid, saying things like he's going to throw all my things out on the curb and leave me out in the cold. That's wicked, that is so evil and mean. More stupid stuff was said, but it's not even worth my typing energy. Another thing was that my best friend finally got to see my husband's TRUE COLORS. She couldn't believe his "real" side. I just laughed, I told her, see what I've been dealing with all these years and no one knew. I'm glad Zonnie saw the truth of what I was living with all these years. Basically I guess he thought that my friends knew where I was moving but they didn't. Heck, I didn't even know, but all I knew enough is enough. Ok, so called my mom and told her to clear out the room for me cuz I'm bringing our things over. My sister later came over and was looking at the basement door. I'm all dismayed and hurt that my hubby would do this and my sis shouted out, "give me a credit card!" Ohhhh yeahhh, I forgot about that trick! Honey, home girl worked that credit card and knife then shortly after the door popped open. We both yelled, "HALLELUJAH, THANK YOU JESUS!" It was funny but yet sad. My sis was telling me to get all my stuff (no duhhh). I sho nuff did. My bags were heavy and I was getting tired hauling all those boxes and bags up two flights of stairs. Sweat was running down my face along with the tears, it was crazy. It seems as though it was a movie. I was on the a time table. I needed to hurry up b4 he came home so he won't be trying to fight me (again). So I did it, all tired and exhausted. I was able to jot down some points that I wanted to discuss. I was hoping that we would be able to talk as adults and be at peace which each other. So I prayed b4 he came home that things would go smoothly and I will be able to show him the things that we need to agree on. I felt like I was doing a presentation. Checking off the points I wanted to go over, my heart was beating out my chest. Thank goodness I was able to go through all the things I wanted to, from the kids to child support, what the nay sayers may try to say etc... So anyway, the children and I will be living with my mom and dad until our apt. is ready. It's sad but all I have to say, after 10 years of marriage and you still doing your spouse wrong, when will it stop?! I guess because I kept forgiving him and taking him back he took it for granted. He's in for a rude awaking. You can lead a horse to water but you can't make him drink. I don't regret this. If anything it should have been done earlier. One thing, I do believe it's all in God's timing. It's time.

On a lighter note. I thank God for bringing me through it all. It didn't make me bitter, but better. I have learned a lot of valuable lesson from this marriage and I thank God for the support and Godly people around me to help encourage me with the word of God. Here's to a new start, new journey, new life, new season, and new car, lol. Yeah, I know I may sound strong, but please, don't get it twisted, a sista is in pain over here, but I'll okay.

Friday, February 2, 2007

Busy Mama!

As you know I've started subing and I'm loving. The school district has been calling me almost everyday. The first group of kids at this one school were pretty rough, I'm lying, they were very rough. It was ridiculous! Guess what grade they are, kindergarten! Some were special needs, and it's sad to see that some were being neglected (not at the school) but home, you can tell. This one kid says that no one loves him, and neither does his mom. I'm very sure that not the case. His mom is a single parent working 2 jobs (to our knowledge) and he has 3 other siblings. He's the baby and of course he needs that attention from mom. It really made me check myself with my children. Do my kids ever feel that way? Heck, I know I do (not from my mom, but husband). So this week I have been really checking my relationship with my children. I make sure I listen to them when they are telling me something and not tune them out. I try to give extra hugs and tell them how special they are and that they are very smart and important. I don't want my children wanting or desperate for love. I want them to be full with mommy's love and attention. We as parents can get so caught up in the hype of life that we may tend to neglect our children, not on purpose of course. Same thing with spouse or love one. We tend to get so busy with the new business, job, networking, or whatever that "thing" is and we end up neglect them. My prayer is balance. Lord help me to balance my roles in life. A wife, mother, friend, teacher, counselor, cook, and a shopper (smile). Wearing those hats get out of order sometime, but again I pray for help and guidance in those areas. Hehehee, plenty of times when I was wearing the "friend" hat and my husband needed me to put on the "cook/chef" hat. It's all good.

Class starts next week Tuesday. I look forward to that. I'm okay over here. I guess there will come a time that I will discuss my personal life. Too complicated right now. However I will say this, I'm in transition and I have been released. From what? You ask. Well again, when the time comes I will give all you bloggers and readers a briefing of what's been going on in my life and marriage. Here's to new beginnings!

Oh yes! I'm suppose to be getting a makeover from head to toe this Saturday. I'm excited too. I can't wait. Yall just don't know, this is well needed. I have slipped, let myself go cuz of all the crap I was going through with my husband. Well this is a new Angie! I know who I am (now) and just because my hubby doesn't look or respect me as rare treasure that I am doesn't mean I have to look like trash, lol, right?! Ladies and Gents, I'm getting the works done. Fake lashes, eyebrows cleaned, nails, toes, unwanted hair, new cut or I may add extensions. This is my year! I vowed to myself that after I get this makeover done I will keep it up, by God's grace. Even though I'm not at the size I desire yet, I will still be one hot tamale!

I forgot. Did I tell you all about my interview up at Delaware State University? I don't even think I mention that they called me. Ok, well they did that Friday when I had my appointment for the school thing. I was in big shock and disbelief. I was so unprofessional on the phone. Mind you I have been putting in resumes at DSU for over a year and haven't heard anything til then. Clifford the Big Red Dog music was playing very loud in the back ground and I was responding to the guy with "yeahs" and "uh huhs". Why? Cuz, I was shock. When the guy asked was I still interested in the project assistant position, I just went deaf. I was so happy. They still had my resume on file, and called me to schedule an interview. God is good. So I did the interview and it went very well. Unfortunately there was some opposition going on at home with my husband (why does that happen when you are about to move to the next level?) That's my hint that I'm in God's will. The enemy tried to distract me but guess what, before the interview I sat in my car and prayed. Giving God thanks just for me having interview. Sure enough I went in for the interview and I was in total peace. I wasn't nervous not one bit. It was like I was home relaxing. That was God's peace. I think they really liked me although I haven't heard from them yet. We'll see. Bloggers and ransom readers have a wonderful weekend!