My confession…

I’m really feeling this song. Please somebody help, I like another song featuring Lil Wayne. What’s happening to me.

I just had a Republican friend, who voted for McCain last November, admit that President Obama’s speech last night was a slam dunk. He echoed many real truths that everyday Americans face. He offered solutions, gave hope, and even shouldered some of the blame with us. This Republican stated that daily he is more impressed with President Obama and what he is trying to do for the American people.

Why are the remaining Republicans in authority not getting it?

So how do you think he did last night?

I am having entirely too many chance encounters with the past lately. J had a game last night. They won!!!!!!!! Yes, I like winning. The next two teams were up to play and one team didn’t have enough players. So J and his two friends that make up their teams big three stayed to help them play. Their coach was passing out extra jerseys to them and I realized…I knew him.

This is a really nice guy, that I worked with over ten years ago. He was the first person I seriously dated after my relationship with J’s father went south. Nice is too general of a word to use for him. He was always caring and concerned. During the time we dated, he was going through the final stages of his divorce and competing for custody of his two kids. We  had to be kind of under wraps with things because he didn’t want anyone he was seeing dragged into the custody battle. For that reason, we kept our relationship very casual. We liked each other. Enjoyed sports, good music, and Adam Sandler movies. He’s one of the few people I know that thinks Little Nicky is a cinematic work of art. Since we were so casual, it was okay if I met someone else who was offering more. Although I really…really…really…liked him…I thought maybe competition would spark a little more possessiveness in him.

I met chicken tracks one day while we were out. I should have known chicken tracks was a borderline stalker, he pursued me, although I was out with another guy. Slipped me a phone number and I took the bait. He was dangerous, exciting, and he was showing me that he wanted to be with me. While Mr. Casual, was just remaining cool, calm, and collected. So, I chose chicken tracks, had a terrible two years with him, and ended up with a broken heart.

Fast forward ten years and the one that got away is staring me in my face…holding his hand out to grip mine so I won’t fall as I walk down the bleachers. Smiling from ear to ear…just standing and saying nothing…We finally talk…no ring on the ring finger…no female running up at the end of the game…just his mom and dad who remember me. Oh yeah and the ex wife there to watch their kids play. He has custody of the son, she has custody of the daughter. Still Ki, did not have the nerve to make a move…but next week we play them…so don’t count me out yet.

It’s Tuesday and I have returned from my visit to flu land. It wasn’t fun. It wasn’t exciting. It definitely wasn’t enjoyable. Not only is it Tuesday, but it’s Fat Tuesday. One of the few times the word fat is used in a positive light. I’d much rather be in New Orleans throwing some beads on it, eating some gumbo, and possibly enjoying some public intoxication in the streets. Only to visit a local church on Wednesday for Ash Wednesday to confess and receive some blessings.

I am so bored with my life at this moment. It’s okay, but I felt the need to confess my boredom at this moment. I am perfectly alright with not having any drama in my life, but what does a girl need to do for a little excitement. You know what’s exciting for me right now (in no particular order):

1. Checking the On Demand listings…Did the upload the new animated episodes of Wolverine and X-Men yet?

2. Checking my Fantasy teams in all four leagues…Am I winning? Are there any good players available?

3. Updating my team mom spreadsheet for J’s basketball team.

4. Tweezing my eyebrows.

5. Reading the next book in the Charlaine Harris Southern Vampire Tales series

6. Working on my story

7. Breaking up a random sibling fight over the last of the fruit punch, who looked at me, did you walk to close to my bedroom door, did you take my hot wheel, she has one of my action figure collectibles…

Please, is this the way my life is going to end. So, I’m rambling, not talking about anything. Come to talk to me or else I will be forced to find something to do on that list. Since I’m at work. It’s between tweezing my eyebrows and working on my story….

When I bought my last car, a lot of people frowned on my decision. Myself included. I wanted something sleeker, shinier, and bigger. However my finances would only allow me to purchase the Kia I got. A little over four years later. I’m thankful. As I watch friends and classmates struggle to make the car payment on the Lexus coupes,  Mercedes Benz, and BMWs that they purchased because they arrived. I’ve moved right along in my economy vehicle. Even when gas prices were at their worst it didn’t hurt me as bad as those I knew who bought that massive Expedition or Navigator, just because they could and they wanted to. Now as our economy worsens, and people wait for the hatchet to fall on jobs across the country. The standard of living is slowly changing. There’s not a push for excess. TJ Maxx has been awful crowded lately and they last time I went to a mall it looked like a ghost town. Even in the midst of tax refund season. Walmart is constantly packed and I’ve never seen more people with those coupon binders flipping as they buy groceries. Life as we know it is changing. I read an article this morning that said it’s even going to factor into what people do with their lives. The decisions they allow their children to make about future careers and schools. There was a time when every new student leaving a four year university was on their way to law school. Now, you’re going to see more people leaning towards professions that promise job stability. Too many MBA graduates are flipping burgers and folding shirts and the end of displays.

I hate to say it but we are to blame for the economic condition that we face today. We became an I want society. Not wanting to wait to purchase or gain anything. Not letting it come to you,  but filling that desire instantaneously. Look where it got is, in the midst of economic ruin. Mindsets have to change before we bypass what we’re enduring now. We have to learn the lesson and pass the test before we move on to the next trial.

Friday the 13th.

I try my best not to superstitious and have faith in all I do, but this Friday the 13th is not starting out very well. I endured my own episode of Cops starting at 3am this morning. My neighbor and her boyfriend broke up. He was creepy. Scared me. Didn’t like to see him hanging around. Well, he started messing around with another woman in the unit across from me. This morning he decides to break in to his exes and beats her up. Cops all in the parking lot. Two hours later, they finally tricked him out of the new girl’s apartment. He acted like he wanted to run, the officer told him, I’m not going to chase you…he politely raised his gun and aimed it.

Next I passed an accident, a car had been demolished by two eighteen wheelers. TWO. The crash scene was awful, had half of the highway blocked. Now I’m at work, praying that the rest of the day will be uneventful and peaceful.

I confess I do want to go see Friday the 13th…

I also confess that I think I’m addicted to Fantasy Sports…I just signed up for a baseball team and I don’t know the first thing about players, stats, or positions. I just want to win!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Well in honor of the big budget romantic holiday on Saturday, I’m doing another post. This time it’s my top ten of the most romantic movies. This is my list. This is not a list comprised by critics with years worth of experience. It’s only how I feel. Disagree if you like. Post your list in the comments. Here goes….

10.  The Object of my Affection

Jennifer Aniston has a walkup apartment in Brooklyn with a spare bedroom. Paul Rudd just got dumped by his boyfriend. He moves. She finds out she’s knocked up. Dumps her boyfriend. Falls for the gay guy and almost gets her happy ending. Until he finds his happy ending with someone else. The book is even better than the movie, but this is one of my all time favorites.

9. An Affair to Remember

Pink champagne. Someday, somewhere I’m going to order pink champagne. That’s the only thing Deborah Kerr wanted on the boat. Cary Grant is so suave and it’s beautiful to watch their chemistry on the screen. A classic. Definitely a stop and watch if you ever see it on TCM.

8.  Ever After

Marketed as the true story of Cinderella. I fell in love the first time I saw this movie. If I get too down, I’ll spend a day watching it back to back.

7.  For Love of Ivy

Poitier. Do I need to say more. This one caught me off guard the first time I watched it. I didn’t expect to like it as much as I did. I was use to Sidney Poitier being the respectful guy in movies and he’s a bit of trickster in this one. The story itself, sucks you in.

6.  The Painted Veil

I was sobbing at the end of this movie. Even though I knew how it ended because of the book. I wanted a different ending. Well acted. Tragic but realistic love story.

5.  50 First Dates

I think this is my all time favorite Adam Sandler movie. Goofy and romantic all rolled into one. Absolutely adored Drew and Adam together.

4.  Something New

Simon Baker. Yum. I think what really got me about this one, you have to overcome your fear of what others think and want to find your own  happiness.

3.  P.S. I Love You

I can’t talk about too long or I will cry. Intensely romantic. Terribly sad. Wonderfully rewarding.

2. Jerry Maguire

Talk about a character coming full circle. This is another classic. You complete me. Love that line.

1. Love Jones

Larenz Tate shirtless. The poetry. The music. Larenz Tate basically nekkid. It’s a love story for our generation. We’ve all been there. Probably will be there again.

I like the word it’s sexy…

I’m not really pompously delivering my words…I just needed an excuse to use pontification. However, this will be a totally random post, talking about absolutely nothing.

I saw a Camaro on 22’s on the way to work this morning. Do you know how ridiculous a Camaro looks sitting on 22’s. It looked like a bug on big legs crawling down the street. A Camaro was meant to be slick and shiny while close to the ground. Not sitting up looking like it just stepped from a box of Frosted Flakes.

I don’t want to hear about Rihanna and Chris Brown anymore. I think I’m sad. The last story I read detailing her injuries, if it’s true, he really did a number on her and that was part rage, part hatred. I really hope that the story is being sensationalized. If not, he definitely needs an intervention and some serious counseling, so he doesn’t continue to hurt himself or others when he becomes angry.

I think the Republicans in the Senate picked up too many cases of Haterade at Costco. If I hear Lindsay Graham’s whiny fruit licious self talk about how he’s not supporting the proposed stimulus. Quit crying just because your baby John McCain didn’t win the presidency. I really don’t see how Graham is still in Senate. His reputation in the Upstate is notorious. He often throws around who he is and demands that things go his way because he’s a US Senator. I don’t give a flip, flying, ninny. You still have to leave this Earth like everyone else.

I watched Seinfeld last night and it was the episode where the go to the Hamptons. The one with the ugly baby and George swimming and his wang dang doodle draws up and Jerry’s girlfriend sees it. I hate to admit it, but Seinfeld is pretty funny, even in spite of Michael Richards tirade a while back.

Well I think that’s about it…just one final thing…

Welcome back light bulb Bibby. So good to see you back on the court last night.