A MAN TO ME". It seems so easy. One night here. A weekend there. You start to believe its OK. I have always wondered. But I never asked. Was she worth ALL that we were?
We'd been married for almost eight years. I wanted a family. He did too. He was a good man. A GREAT father. Marriage is a lot of work. It takes two. There was nothing he wouldn't do for me and the kids. I knew how much he loved me. How much he loved US. Over the years, I felt the difference. It wasn't anything in particular. A feeling. I figured all couples go through THIS. I told him my concern. He reassured me that WE were ok. We were best friends. There was nothing we couldn't talk about. Then one night he called and said he was working late. My father had always told me, "you can never question a man whose trying to feed his family". So I didn't. Weeks went by, I started to notice a pattern. It didn't take long for the late nights to turn into long weekends. I felt like a character in my own drama. "Is this really happening"? He was cheating on me. When he admitted to his infidelity, I thought he would try. He didn't. He wanted a divorce. He basically left me for HER. I was devastated but remained strong for my children. We ended our relationship amicably. He gets the kids every other weekend and over the summer. Last weekend, he told me that THEY were no longer together. I could tell he was hurting. He asked if he could take me to dinner. I told him no. He wanted to be friends again. I asked him was he still friends with her? He said they were never really friends. I guess neither were WE. Still Single
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Monday, January 16, 2012
"BLACK N UGLY AS EVER...HOWEVER, I STAY GUCCI...
DOWN TO THE SOCKS"! One of THE most quotable rhymes. Biggie knew it. A lot of professional athletes know it. I realized it in High school. Men want a pretty GIRL. Women want a man who makes them feel like a PRETTY WOMAN. I'm no Richard Gere. But I got a little cash and a WHOLE lot of SWAG!
In middle school, I was just the fat kid who could JONE. I realized if I make them laugh with me, they won't laugh at me. My family had money. My mother was a principal. My Dad was a government official. Although I couldn't fit some designer clothes, I could make it work. I always had the fl-yest shoes. The bomb jewelry and shades. I was the first one to have a NEW ride in High School. I was invited to everything. I started playing football. I was getting a lot of shine. The attention I got DOUBLED. I knew I was big and black but I never had any problems getting girls. My 20th High School reunion is this year. College football garnered me minimal success. I landed a pretty decent job. I'm still a BIG dude. Maybe a little bigger. I've had countless relationships. Nothing lasted. I'm not sure if I want to go. I guess SWAG only goes so far?
Still Single
In middle school, I was just the fat kid who could JONE. I realized if I make them laugh with me, they won't laugh at me. My family had money. My mother was a principal. My Dad was a government official. Although I couldn't fit some designer clothes, I could make it work. I always had the fl-yest shoes. The bomb jewelry and shades. I was the first one to have a NEW ride in High School. I was invited to everything. I started playing football. I was getting a lot of shine. The attention I got DOUBLED. I knew I was big and black but I never had any problems getting girls. My 20th High School reunion is this year. College football garnered me minimal success. I landed a pretty decent job. I'm still a BIG dude. Maybe a little bigger. I've had countless relationships. Nothing lasted. I'm not sure if I want to go. I guess SWAG only goes so far?
Still Single
Monday, January 9, 2012
I WONDER IF I CAN BORROW BEYONCE'S.....
SURROGATE? I thought I would have had one by now. I'm 36 years old. I have never been married. I have finally found the love of my life. He's a beautiful man. He wants to marry me. Its just one thing. He wants a CHILD. I don't think I can give him one.
We met on-line. The experience felt SERENDIPITOUS. When I finally saw him, he was exactly what I expected. Our chemistry was instant. Every date felt like a building block. I always knew where I stood with him. The first time he mentioned wanting children, I could tell he was sincere. I wanted children too. I had been pregnant before. I decided to terminate that pregnancy. I never thought there was a problem. After almost 2 years, we were talking marriage. We had gone through some bad but mostly all good. I felt secure about things. We decided to stop using contraception. The sex had been SO good. He was definitely trying to put a baby in me. A few months had passed. He noticed that I hadn't got pregnant yet. I decided to go to the doctor. Now what? Still Single
We met on-line. The experience felt SERENDIPITOUS. When I finally saw him, he was exactly what I expected. Our chemistry was instant. Every date felt like a building block. I always knew where I stood with him. The first time he mentioned wanting children, I could tell he was sincere. I wanted children too. I had been pregnant before. I decided to terminate that pregnancy. I never thought there was a problem. After almost 2 years, we were talking marriage. We had gone through some bad but mostly all good. I felt secure about things. We decided to stop using contraception. The sex had been SO good. He was definitely trying to put a baby in me. A few months had passed. He noticed that I hadn't got pregnant yet. I decided to go to the doctor. Now what? Still Single
Thursday, December 29, 2011
TRIX ARE FOR KIDS AND SO ARE......
SLEEPOVERS? I'm a grown f**cking MAN. I make my own money. I have my own car. I live in my OWN home. I'm happily single. I enjoy the company of a nice woman. I'm OPEN. At the beginning of any GOOD relationship, the aim is to BONE. Lets be mature about this. All those late night talks are for a reason. And the reason is.....ASS ASS ASS ASS ASS!
We met at an industry party. A mutual friend introduce us. She was kinda cute. Her conversation kept me interested. She was only in town for the weekend. After we exchanged numbers, we started talking almost everyday. I liked her vibe. Educated and well traveled. We had been kicking it (by phone) for over a month. The plan was set. She was coming in town for the holidays. I'm not pressed for some ass. I'm not turning none down either. I told her she could stay at my crib. I tided up the spot. I put some fresh linen on the bed and got wood for the fire place. She came through. We hadn't seen each other in a minute. A few glasses of wine and some catch up, it was time to get it in. She wanted to take a shower. I got in the bed and waited. She seemed to have got lost. I went to go check on her. She was asleep in the guest room. Maybe I'm stupid. Maybe I missed something. Or maybe she didn't read the handbook. Rule #5: If you travel more than 50 miles and plan to spend the night, we SMASHING! The next morning, I told her I needed to be somewhere. Translation, GET OUT!
SO Single
We met at an industry party. A mutual friend introduce us. She was kinda cute. Her conversation kept me interested. She was only in town for the weekend. After we exchanged numbers, we started talking almost everyday. I liked her vibe. Educated and well traveled. We had been kicking it (by phone) for over a month. The plan was set. She was coming in town for the holidays. I'm not pressed for some ass. I'm not turning none down either. I told her she could stay at my crib. I tided up the spot. I put some fresh linen on the bed and got wood for the fire place. She came through. We hadn't seen each other in a minute. A few glasses of wine and some catch up, it was time to get it in. She wanted to take a shower. I got in the bed and waited. She seemed to have got lost. I went to go check on her. She was asleep in the guest room. Maybe I'm stupid. Maybe I missed something. Or maybe she didn't read the handbook. Rule #5: If you travel more than 50 miles and plan to spend the night, we SMASHING! The next morning, I told her I needed to be somewhere. Translation, GET OUT!
SO Single
Wednesday, December 28, 2011
YOU HAVE THE RING.....ISN'T THAT
ENOUGH? I'll admit, I broke a lot of hearts. I was NEVER a one woman man. One day it hit me. I was ready to build my legacy. I couldn't do it alone. I had to choose a wife. There were plenty who claimed they could. There was only ONE other I considered. I knew SHE would never give up everything. And that's how I wanted it. I decided to give HER the ring. I thought she'd help me to be a better man. I thought I wanted a woman whose life revolved around mine. I thought I would be happier. I THINK I made the wrong decision.
After 10 years of marriage, we could have been characters on a reality show. With my successful career and her building our legacy, we were the definition of a POWER couple. I never had any regrets. She was exactly what I wanted. A woman who would MANAGE our family. Every couple has their problems. We were know different. We both had extensive pasts. I never lied to her. She knew about them ALL. I figured it would make her feel more secure. I chose YOU. When I came home one night, she seemed to have an attitude. I finally asked her. It led into the craziest argument. She had found an email from an ex. She demanded to know why we were still in touch. I couldn't believe how angry she was. The email was a simple exchange about the holidays. It was nothing. I told her that she needed to calm down. I started to walk away. She threw something at my head. I told her I was leaving. She followed me to my car. I told her to go back in the house. She was embarrassing herself. I started my car. She grabbed a golf club and broke my window. I thought I had done right this time. She was suppose to be that woman who knew exactly what I wanted. I'm starting to wonder about my marriage. All of this over an email? I never underestimated my wife. She does know me best. Maybe she knows too much? Maybe she knows that I married the woman I CHOSE but I didn't marry the woman I LOVED. Still Not Sure
After 10 years of marriage, we could have been characters on a reality show. With my successful career and her building our legacy, we were the definition of a POWER couple. I never had any regrets. She was exactly what I wanted. A woman who would MANAGE our family. Every couple has their problems. We were know different. We both had extensive pasts. I never lied to her. She knew about them ALL. I figured it would make her feel more secure. I chose YOU. When I came home one night, she seemed to have an attitude. I finally asked her. It led into the craziest argument. She had found an email from an ex. She demanded to know why we were still in touch. I couldn't believe how angry she was. The email was a simple exchange about the holidays. It was nothing. I told her that she needed to calm down. I started to walk away. She threw something at my head. I told her I was leaving. She followed me to my car. I told her to go back in the house. She was embarrassing herself. I started my car. She grabbed a golf club and broke my window. I thought I had done right this time. She was suppose to be that woman who knew exactly what I wanted. I'm starting to wonder about my marriage. All of this over an email? I never underestimated my wife. She does know me best. Maybe she knows too much? Maybe she knows that I married the woman I CHOSE but I didn't marry the woman I LOVED. Still Not Sure
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
BUT YOU SAID THAT YOU LOVE ME....
OR DID YOU? We've been together for a minute. I'm your woman and you're my man. You tell me how different I am. How you have never met anyone like me. Our relationship is flourishing. Its a logical expectation. If I say I love you, shouldn't YOU say it back?
No life altering event. We just clicked. He was the kind of man who made everything seem ok. I'd been in other serious relationships. This one felt different. We were together all the time. He'd met all my friends. Attended every family function. Everyone always said the same. He was special. I was practically living with him. It just felt right. One night, we were messing around on the bed. I was straddling over top him. He grabbed my face. He looked directly in my eyes and kissed me. It was the perfect time to say IT. I just knew he felt the same. I went with the moment. I put aside all my insecurities and told him. "I LOVE YOU". After the words rolled out, I waited for him to say it back. It felt like an eternity. I had almost given up. Then I heard him mumble, "DITTO". It wasn't the most romantic response. It was better than silence. I guess? Still Single
No life altering event. We just clicked. He was the kind of man who made everything seem ok. I'd been in other serious relationships. This one felt different. We were together all the time. He'd met all my friends. Attended every family function. Everyone always said the same. He was special. I was practically living with him. It just felt right. One night, we were messing around on the bed. I was straddling over top him. He grabbed my face. He looked directly in my eyes and kissed me. It was the perfect time to say IT. I just knew he felt the same. I went with the moment. I put aside all my insecurities and told him. "I LOVE YOU". After the words rolled out, I waited for him to say it back. It felt like an eternity. I had almost given up. Then I heard him mumble, "DITTO". It wasn't the most romantic response. It was better than silence. I guess? Still Single
Monday, December 5, 2011
WHOOPS, I DIDN'T MEAN TO TEXT.........
YOU? Technology is advancing so fast. Everyday there is a new app or device. You can communicate in so many different ways. Small children no longer want ELMO. They want IPADS. If you use modern technology correctly, you can get a lot done. I can email a report to my boss while updating my status on Face Book. With all of these advances, how in the world could I send a text to the wrong person? I really need a SMARTER phone. A phone that can tell me "YOU HAVE JUST F**CKED UP"!
He's a great guy. We dated a few times in college. We reconnected through a mutual friend. I wouldn't say he was "the one". We were pretty serious. Our schedules didn't always align. We managed through smart devices. I am the QUEEN of multi-tasking. He was leaving for business in Atlanta. His job required him to travel a lot. It really wasn't a big deal. We only saw each other on the weekend. When he was away, we did a lot of SEXTING. He loved my alter eago. SAMANTHA! One night, I sent my slutty ringmaster pic. He responded "Love this one babe". I responded "I'm already naked, don't forget the whip cream". I guess it took him a minute to realize. He called. I didn't understand. Why was he so PISSED? Then he said, "whose the whip cream for?" I checked my phone. I sent him the wrong text. I tried to get out of it. He wasn't buying my excuses. He was yelling on the phone how much I had hurt him. I didn't know what to say. While he was breaking up with me, I got a Face book notification. He changed his status to SINGLE. TOUCHE'.
Still Single
He's a great guy. We dated a few times in college. We reconnected through a mutual friend. I wouldn't say he was "the one". We were pretty serious. Our schedules didn't always align. We managed through smart devices. I am the QUEEN of multi-tasking. He was leaving for business in Atlanta. His job required him to travel a lot. It really wasn't a big deal. We only saw each other on the weekend. When he was away, we did a lot of SEXTING. He loved my alter eago. SAMANTHA! One night, I sent my slutty ringmaster pic. He responded "Love this one babe". I responded "I'm already naked, don't forget the whip cream". I guess it took him a minute to realize. He called. I didn't understand. Why was he so PISSED? Then he said, "whose the whip cream for?" I checked my phone. I sent him the wrong text. I tried to get out of it. He wasn't buying my excuses. He was yelling on the phone how much I had hurt him. I didn't know what to say. While he was breaking up with me, I got a Face book notification. He changed his status to SINGLE. TOUCHE'.
Still Single
Thursday, December 1, 2011
THROUGH SICKNESS AND in HEALTH, OR UNTIL AIDS KILLS US...
ALL! What are you doing? Why would you consider having casual UNPROTECTED sex in 2011? You think its not true? You think it could NEVER happen to you? Here are the facts. In 2009 the CDC reported the new cases of HIV infection in 40 states. Asian reported cases: 470. White reported cases: 11, 803. Black reported cases: 21, 652. Don't be naive. KNOW your status and HIS too!
The day started off so simple. My boyfriend of a year was out of town because his mother was gravely ill. She suffered a seizure at work and lapsed into a coma. We communicated by text all day about her worsening condition. Then all of a sudden the text stopped and I got worried. Thinking the worse, I decided to call his mother’s home. I was hoping that one of his relatives could update me. Surprise! His MOTHER answered the phone. I thought "Praise God—she was fully recovered and out of that coma". I knew God was in the healing business. This was truly a miracle. Or better yet, a crazy lie for him to tell. I asked to speak with him. His mother said he was at the hospital getting his blood work done. Blood work? She calmly explained that he is on Atripla. I quickly googled Atripla and found out that its a medication prescribed for people with HIV. The medicine has to be monitored very closely. When I confronted him, I found out that he had been HIV positive for 5 years. He didn’t feel the need to tell me because his viral load is undetectable. I didn't know what to say. All I could think was "I'm going to die"! Three months and 2 HIV tests later, I still don't know. I Love so HARD! I just never thought to DEATH!—STILL Single.
The day started off so simple. My boyfriend of a year was out of town because his mother was gravely ill. She suffered a seizure at work and lapsed into a coma. We communicated by text all day about her worsening condition. Then all of a sudden the text stopped and I got worried. Thinking the worse, I decided to call his mother’s home. I was hoping that one of his relatives could update me. Surprise! His MOTHER answered the phone. I thought "Praise God—she was fully recovered and out of that coma". I knew God was in the healing business. This was truly a miracle. Or better yet, a crazy lie for him to tell. I asked to speak with him. His mother said he was at the hospital getting his blood work done. Blood work? She calmly explained that he is on Atripla. I quickly googled Atripla and found out that its a medication prescribed for people with HIV. The medicine has to be monitored very closely. When I confronted him, I found out that he had been HIV positive for 5 years. He didn’t feel the need to tell me because his viral load is undetectable. I didn't know what to say. All I could think was "I'm going to die"! Three months and 2 HIV tests later, I still don't know. I Love so HARD! I just never thought to DEATH!—STILL Single.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
SINCE MUSLIMS DON'T CELEBRATE CHRISTMAS, I WONDER IF THEY AT LEAST EAT
COOCH? Dating someone of a different faith can be challenging. Especially around the holidays. I've always been open with my dating. I don't want to eliminate a good option. There is just so much to learn. "Do they eat chicken"? "Or is it Pork they don't eat"? "What if you are driving during prayer time"? "Do you stop?" "Can you be around a Christmas Tree?" "Or is that a sin"? And speaking of SINS? I know I may seem stupid, but this is important. These are serious concerns. I LOVE Christmas! I could consider losing Santa for the RIGHT guy. But MY right guy eats cooch!
I was studying for a test at the library. He sat near me. Very distinguished. You might even call him REGAL. It was something different about him. We ended up chatting about an article. I could feel our attraction. We exchanged numbers and went out that weekend. He told me that he was a Muslim. Very committed to his faith. I had a few friends that were Muslims. I never dated one. There are a lot of stereotypes about Muslim men. He didn't really fit any of them. We really hit it off! Christmas was approaching. It was already clear. He didn't celebrate. I was ok with not receiving a gift. I was going home for the holidays. Before I left, we planned a very romantic weekend. I still didn't know. TONIGHT I figured, he will just keep kissing DOWN. It was about to be on! "I WAS getting a gift after all"! He was touching and licking all over me. When he got to my navel, he stopped and came back up. I was pissed! I'd DONE him. I needed to know. "Do you eat COOCH or not"? He said in a very obnoxious tone, "NO, ITS AGAINST MY RELIGION". "Well so is F**CKING, but you don't seem to have a problem with that?" Still Single
I was studying for a test at the library. He sat near me. Very distinguished. You might even call him REGAL. It was something different about him. We ended up chatting about an article. I could feel our attraction. We exchanged numbers and went out that weekend. He told me that he was a Muslim. Very committed to his faith. I had a few friends that were Muslims. I never dated one. There are a lot of stereotypes about Muslim men. He didn't really fit any of them. We really hit it off! Christmas was approaching. It was already clear. He didn't celebrate. I was ok with not receiving a gift. I was going home for the holidays. Before I left, we planned a very romantic weekend. I still didn't know. TONIGHT I figured, he will just keep kissing DOWN. It was about to be on! "I WAS getting a gift after all"! He was touching and licking all over me. When he got to my navel, he stopped and came back up. I was pissed! I'd DONE him. I needed to know. "Do you eat COOCH or not"? He said in a very obnoxious tone, "NO, ITS AGAINST MY RELIGION". "Well so is F**CKING, but you don't seem to have a problem with that?" Still Single
Monday, November 21, 2011
ALERT ALERT! IF YOU HAVEN'T BEEN INVITED TO THANKSGIVING CHANCES ARE....
YOU'RE NOT MAKING IT TO CHRISTMAS! Holidays bring about more than CHEER. It offers you the opportunity to check relationship status. Spring and Summer dating don't count. You have to make it through Fall and Winter. The FAMILY season. The "boo its cold lets snuggle" season. The "what should WE get my parents" season. The "everybody knows you at my office Christmas party" season. The "if you are not invited to Thanksgiving you must NOT be serious" SEASON!
We met at the GOOD OLE CLASSICS. He could dance his ass off! I love men with rhythm. We instantly hit it off. He was a PG POLICE OFFICER. I was a criminal justice major. There was lots to talk about. He even took me on a police chase in his cruiser. Things seemed to be going well. We both still lived at home. He met my parents. After a couple of months, I noticed I never met his. He claimed that his mom was always busy. I never even went upstairs. I would always go through the basement. It was getting close to Thanksgiving. He told me that ALL of his family was coming over. I waited for my invitation. He finally said "you should meet the FAM". I told my girls I got the invite. We must be SERIOUS. The plan was set. My car was in the shop. He would pick me up around one. Thanksgiving day was here. My family left to go over to my aunt's. I waited for him to call. It was going on two. When I called him, he didn't answer. I couldn't believe it. "Im being STOOD UP on THANKSGIVING"?! A few days later, I heard what happen. He'd gotten back with his ex. She was WAY taller than me. He probably couldn't exchange her Christmans gift. She won't make it to Valentines Day.
Still Single
We met at the GOOD OLE CLASSICS. He could dance his ass off! I love men with rhythm. We instantly hit it off. He was a PG POLICE OFFICER. I was a criminal justice major. There was lots to talk about. He even took me on a police chase in his cruiser. Things seemed to be going well. We both still lived at home. He met my parents. After a couple of months, I noticed I never met his. He claimed that his mom was always busy. I never even went upstairs. I would always go through the basement. It was getting close to Thanksgiving. He told me that ALL of his family was coming over. I waited for my invitation. He finally said "you should meet the FAM". I told my girls I got the invite. We must be SERIOUS. The plan was set. My car was in the shop. He would pick me up around one. Thanksgiving day was here. My family left to go over to my aunt's. I waited for him to call. It was going on two. When I called him, he didn't answer. I couldn't believe it. "Im being STOOD UP on THANKSGIVING"?! A few days later, I heard what happen. He'd gotten back with his ex. She was WAY taller than me. He probably couldn't exchange her Christmans gift. She won't make it to Valentines Day.
Still Single
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