I still have YET to find my old phone. Now, its an obsession. It wasn’t on the x-ray. He hasn’t passed it (trust me…I know) and its not in my house. I’ve tore this house up from top to bottom even though I know, if he buried it, I DID hear it ring when I called it and I was upstairs in the living room. I am obsessed with finding this phone!
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We are getting new carpet at work. My department sits on two floors and they are finishing up on the other floor so soon they will start on our floor. It’s really about time. We have the carpet square the color of burnt orange…kinda 70ish. I guess I cant ask the government to give me like a soft woven carpet in a soft slate grey where I can take my shoes off and rub my toes in it….ummm where was going with this????? I cant remember so I will come back to it later.
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My son is upset. He had basketball tryouts, got on the team then had to try out for rather he would be on the A (the ultimate team) team or the B (the not so ultimate team). Since he’s always been on the A team, he assumed that he would be on the A team. I’ve went to a couple practice’s and I’ve seen his team mates. Most of whom I’ve known for years. Most of the boys have improved IMMENSELY or grew about 3-5 inches. I told my son that he needed to step his game up some more. Practice more. LISTEN TO HIS DAD more when his dad is trying to help him. Noooooooooooooo…..he knows what he’s doing. One night he came out of practice talking about he was 3rd in line on his position. I told that I thought that if that was the case, he should be on the B team. The way I see it, if you are 3rd in line, that means that you MIGHT play 2-3 minutes as a stand in. Being on the B team, he would have more playing time so he could perfect his game. You would have thought I had told him to wear the same thing twice in one week. We went round and round and finally I let it go. Well, he’s on the B team. He got in the car and said ‘I hope your happy! You got your wish!’ I said ‘what???’ He said that I got my wish he, that he was on the B team. I kid ya’ll not, I came close to putting my foot in his azz. I had to breathe deep for a few seconds. Once we got home I did get into his azz. Like I told him, he is to never NEVA EVA think that I would want something that would be bad for him. If I think it would be best for him, he best believe that it is BEST FOR HIM. I’m the one who has always got his back. I’m the one that makes sure he is not short changed in ANYway shape or form. And if he EVER came at me with a thought that something I wanted for him was bad…intentionally bad…I would show him what bad meant. I think it hurt me more than angered me.
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Remember the Parking Lot Drama from a few months back??? Well now, the coveted parking spots (the one’s closest to the building after the handicapped spots) have been designated as Reserved-Parking by Permit. And you know, if people are zealots for those parking spots when they are free, they aint gonna want to PAY for them. This morning, when I came in, except for one spot, the whole row was empty. Bet there are some pretty pissed people today…

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Had yesterday off for Veterans Day. A friend that complains to me about the holidays I get asked me what was I doing to support the Vet’s. I told him that I am the love slave of one and that makes up for all that supporting he’s talking about.

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Why do people argue with you when they know you are right?

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This is a message for Oprah. Oprah…I love you girl. Always will. When I first met you, years and years ago, I didn’t understand the significance and impact you would have on my life. You’ve changed and evolved in so many ways but you still had that ‘but Oprah would understand’ quality. When you had Dr Phil on, I started buying his books, along with Suze Orman and that one dude who talked so much about fulfilling your life’s purpose ( truth be told, he was too deep for me.). when you came out with your magazine, religiously, for a year, I bought one EVERY month. And I promised I would NEVVVEEEEEEEER throw them away. But…times change. I’ve changed. I feel like we are not on the same page. We are different people with different needs now. And I hate to tell you this but O’…there is another in my life. I love her. I truly do. No, listen to me. This is only for your own good. Oprah…girl, she makes me laugh. Truly laugh out loud. She makes me feel again. Like I can change the world and have fun doing it. She makes me dance and wont take no for answer. And Oprah…she is so regular. Just like me. O…you’ve been replaced by Ellen. Yes, Degeneres. We are on a new journey. A journey full of love, laughter and dance. This truly is not you…its me and I’m so sorry.

I let my sister and Cristal talk me into going out for drinks on Friday. After I got off work, I had to run around to get Miyagi from the vet, get Okoye from practice and then go by and pick up another phone....when I was pulling into my driveway at 6:20...yes, getting drunk was in my mind but if anything it would be in the privacy of my own home and alone. Drinking is something I dont do a lot of but the why's are a post for another day....

So 8, I find my butt on the way to Columbia. My sister chatted the ENTIRE way there. At one point I asked her had she talked to anyone lately and she laughed, paused in her conversation, possibly to gather breathe for the next 15 minutes, and began where she left off before I so rudely interuppted her.

At 9:45 I find myself sitting with chips and salsa downing a mojito. Cristal knew the owners of Agave so they made our drinks pretty strong. Lets just say I knew no strangers...someone had me trying goat cheese which was very good and once I had my chicken chimichanga...I was already full. But why... WHY did I shove it down anyway....all of it. Once we left there, we went back over to Cristal's house and talked until about 2 in the morning. We went from the election and then swung back the other way to the topic of one night stands.

Anyway, I have been a slug all weekend. Sleeping tons, getting up to clean somethin or another, taking a child here and there, eating and then, of course sleeping all over again. I enjoyed myself but SUCH a reminder of how old I am.

Can xrays be wrong? I swear I think he's swallowed my cell phone.

* Black/White photo from the cover of the Chicago Sun-Times

Words to describe….how does one describe it? ARE there words to describe how I am feeling right now???
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I went to vote before I went to work yesterday morning. About 6:45am. I was number 381. I was out of the church by 7:12am No problem with lines, wrong address, nothing. Completely smooth. If only the rest of my life could be like that.

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Besides Shells, I do believe we are the only Democrat’s in the office. Several people were still on cloud 9 from Sarah Palin and Hank Williams Jr being across the street from our office building the day before so me and Shells kinda huddled together for the most part of the day as chitchat circulated around us. Today…complete silence….is it THAT scary?

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I let Jalil stay up until about 11:30 last night to listen to the news. I figured it would be hell to wake him up this morning but that boy rolled out of bed with bells on and they were chiming ‘YES WE CAN’ or ‘YES WE DID’ as Christy said. He was worried about having to take our yard sign down. I told him that it could stay out there as long as he wanted it to. Hey, if people can keep Christmas lights up all year ‘round, why cant I leave my Obama/Biden campaign sign up?

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Again, the same as last week, after listening to this man, I closed my eyes and imagined him being several hundred feet from me. That energy that surrounds him, just from memory alone came through the TV. Once again I felt the need to do something and be about something. I respected his mention of Senator McCain and Govenor Palin. I loved his reference to his daughters and the puppy they deserved. I felt the warmth when he mentioned his best friend, his wife. I raised a fist when he said that we have to rebuild this country together, no divide between the parties. And I cried at the mention of his grandmother. My grandmother, would NEVER NNNNNNNNNNNEVA in a hundred years would think, or hope this possible. I picture her same ‘Gotdamn….he did it!’ She’d say some other things but its best I don’t put them out there. My ex called and we talked and then he wanted to talk to Jalil. Lawrence called, his voice gruff, he talked quietly about his mom and dad. How he’d wished they had seen this. Experienced this. That this is no longer a possibility. This is reality. An amazing beautiful reality.

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I have been copying and saving stuff all day today. I want to put articles and pictures on a disc or something. I will of course get magazines and newspapers. I have a friend in Chicago and he’s sending me some copies of The Chicago Sun-Times newspaper today (if he can get it) but I want some of the video clips or feeds that different websites have. I copied the transcripts from President (elect) Obama’s speech. Senator McCain’s concession speech was heartfelt. I’ve copied that transcript as well but I want to get the actual speech. Just so much history and so little time.

I have been off work since last Thursday and I really and truly dread going back. Mainly because after I've been off for x amount of days I really start to enjoy that time of doing what I want to do and when I want to do it and somewhere in my mind I get the idea, this wild hair that I can do it as a lifestyle. Not. No. But, I also dread going back because tomorrow is election day...my stomach has been in KNOTS...this kind of thing just makes my nerves on edge. It's the feeling I get when I know KNOW that there is going to be a confrontation of sorts and I really aint in the mood. Sarah Palin was like....right across the street from my office today. No, I didnt go. Mainly because I wasn't in town but also because she....gets under my skin. She has too much power laid at her feet for her to use her feminine wiles as a politcal tool. I would love to have gotten pictures of her. Mainly for the same reason I made my boys watch the Republican conventions. This election is history in the making. No matter how you look at it. Our country has never been watched as hard as it has been and will be, as it has been in this election. I've wanted to document it for me but also for my boys. I know how I am going to vote and I know I'm a Democrate BUT I want them to use their minds. Know their own beliefs and make decisions based on their core beliefs. And then I beat them until they vote Democrat. I kid I kid!

Went to go see Senator Obama on Thursday night. My mother....God love her. She drives me absolutely nuts. The gates would open at 7:30. I wanted to leave at 5:30 to get there and stand in line. She comes strolling into my house at 6. 'Ummmm Mom, I said 5:30'. She looks at me standing at the door with my purse (hint hint: Im 'ret ta go') on my arm, keys dangling and she puts her purse on my kitchen table (a BBBBBBBBBBBBBBig no no) and plops down into a chair. I look at her because yes, I'm a grown azz woman and I have my plans but ya'll....this is my momma here. I'm not in the mood to get a whopping'. She shrugs out of her trench coat and says 'well, your brother is going with us so Angie is bringing everyone by here. I'm hungry, do we have time to eat????' That put me in a mood right there. But by the end of it, in the middle of 10's of thousands of people, with music blaring in the background, my Mom's was hugging me, crying and thanking me,over and over again, for taking her. No matter what, I am SO glad I had a hand in helping her and my son's...two totally different generations, to feel that feeling that we felt Thursday night.

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Went to go get an oil change on Friday and come to find out I needed two new tires in front. urgh. So I took them in today and had that worked on. I had surprise bills. Who am I kidding. I hate BILLS period...who came up with bills? What jerk decided that this was a good thing?

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Well I'm finally ready to catch some Z's....oh...before I forget...

......you better vote!

Senator Obama in Columbia Missouri. Words just can not describe.