Random Babblings From Yesterday

It’s 17:48 and I’m still trying to figure out what to write today. So I’m just going to ramble on until I find a stopping point.

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Webinar Fail

Today, I listened to a webinar about advanced pivot tables. Not worth my time whatsoever. It wasn’t anything I haven’t learned from other people or other more informative webinars. But it was free and at least I add it to the list of training classes I already have in my personnel file.

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Drama at My Sister’s

So without airing all my sister’s dirty laundry, I’m just going to say that I would like to ring my brother in law’s neck. I hate when my other sister tells me stuff about him because honestly, I really like him at one point in time for my sister but ummmm he’s turning out to be a class A misdemeanor by texas law that I don’t need in my life. Look I’m very protective of my sisters. They all know that too. Not only do I act like the oldest but I’m the meanest, angriest and most hostile sister. yeah man i have ABG issues. WHAT? I just hope he gets his act together because if I have to drive to the middle of South Central Podunkville, I swur I’m going to be all kinds of stupid hostile.

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Luquisha Hates Me

I haven’t washed/conditioned or moisturized since Boo and I went to Dallas two weeks ago. There are times when I go longer than I really should without even spritzing water on Luquisha. I went to Target to purchase some shampoo and maybe a deep treatment masque. I really shouldn’t have because I was in Stepford. Stepford dunno shit about ethnic folks much alone they hur. So Luquisha is gon stay pissed off at me until I get home. Hopefully, I have enough product to get me through to Saturday when I can pay more attention to her.

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Christmas Time

This time of year has always been rather hard for me. First of all, I don’t remember any Christmas celebrations from my childhood. I don’t remember a whole lot in general. Bits of pieces of things but definitely not in great detail. I don’t remember if Papa would dress up as Santa Claus. Hmm well perhaps he did but that was when we had Christmas programs at church.

Secondly, I suppose I somewhat boycott Christmas. Well the shopping and the commercialization of Christmas and how people at during Black Friday sales. That baffles me to no end. It baffles me that stored will start putting out their Christmas stuff in July and August before we can even make it to Labor Day, Halloween and Thanksgiving.

Lastly, even though I have Boo, I sometimes feel very lonely at Christmas. I can’t explain it fully without fumbling over my words. I guess what it boils down to is I really just wish I could… Perhaps even if I could….

Forget it this isn’t going to end well.

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A New Wine

I bought a new wine tonight. It’s called Apothic White. I prolly won’t pop the cork until my birthday or the weekend after but I love the Apothic Red. The red is soooo very smooth and rich and goes well with my version of spaghetti. So I’m hoping this will prove to be just as good.

Thanks for letting me babble….

The Southern Yankee

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I am an aspiring writer trying to find my place in the world. Writing makes me happy, saves lives much like coffee and keeps me grounded. To truly know me is to understand my way of thinking, my quirky sarcastic side comments and left upper cut verbal jabs and side eye death stares. I’m simplistic but can often be very complex in nature. I love life to the absolute fullest but I am human; therefore, I have more than my fair share of ups and downs. I am a giant kid so being goofy comes natural to me. I secretly strive to be the next Ernest Hemingway, J.K. Rowling, Zora Neale Hurston or Shonda Rhimes. I openly and stupidly wear every bit of my fucking heart on my sleeve and refuse to apologize for or minimize my true unedited feelings.

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