okay, so this gonna have to be two parts...
part one - 7.17.08, 9 am - 5 pm
so i remembered that we had a trip @ my job to go to Central Park... alright, no big deal. my first mistake? i wore the wrong shoes for it (apparently, my Converse-like Airwalks aren't good for heavy-duty walking). now don't get me wrong; in all my ranting, i absolutely love my job. i wouldn't wanna be anywhere else during the day except with my kids (well... maybe except for being with HIM... more on that some other time... or after this... or in another blog... teehee).... but DAGGONE, man. this trip wore me the heezy out. i'm not upset, i'm just drained, y'know? so we head out, take the C train to 59th and walk to the zoo. the zoo was decent, though. i mean, it's not the Bronx Zoo or anything, but CPZ is pretty good for a short day trip like ours. so we got to see the sea lions get fed and do tricks, saw some polar bears and stuff. then we ate lunch and went to the park. omg, i had to help this little girl use the bathroom... it was probably the weirdest thing, lmao. alright, so she had been playing in the water, so she didn't have any shoes on. so i carry her to the portapotties and she says she needs help, so i go in with her... now... if you know portapotties, they are absolutely DISGUSTING, so i couldn't let that little girl walk in there in her socks. so, by some miracle of God, i managed to hold her in my arms while still being able to get her to get her pants down, use the bathroom and get her pants back up. lmao, right before we got out, we had this conversation:
her: are you a mommy?
me: O_O! no.
her: then what are you? are you a counselor?
me: yes [handing her toilet paper]
her: but most counselors are mommies.
me: oh. well, i'm not a mommy.
her: oh. because mommies do stuff like this...
lmao. she was too cute. oh, and Tashyra decded that i'm her big sister, with her little cute self. Dre'Quan thought he was too manly for kisses on the forehead. Joey got in trouble again and he's not going on the trip tomorrow and neither is Aminata :( ah, well, that's two less kids to worry about.
part two - 7.16.08, 5 pm - 10 pm
surprise, surprise, Kevin showed up yesterday. still had that weird ol' mohawk thing, though, so he had a baseball cap. lmao, it didn't matter to me, i was already nervous as hell because i'd washed my hair the night before, let it air-dry, and then couldn't go flat-iron it, so it was fro'd out... or as fro'd out as my hair can get, as processed as it is, geesh. that reminds me... [fires up my flat-iron] so we stop at McDonald's because he wants to eat before we go to Bryant Park and his friend texts him, telling Kevin that he works at an Abercrombie and Fitch on 56th. soooooo we walk over there and i have NEVER felt so out of my element. i had to wait to the side with my explosive hair while he caught up with his friend so i texted everyone telling them i was uncomfortable because everyone there was tall, skinny, really good-looking, White, or a combination of those. Gerald said that it was like him in Florissant, lol. and then Tymel texted back that i had some of those qualities... namely that i was tall and really good-looking. i had to stop texting him after that. i mean, i was flattered and all, but... i was out with my boyfriend =/ Kevin wanted to see, so i showed him, but he didn't say anything about it except "why is he hitting on you when he knows you have a boyfriend?" good question, but i'm not stressing it. anyway, we went to the park afterwards and hung out for about two hours, talking and stuff. we left when he finally had to go home. i miss him and he wants to come up next week, but... he's slipping back into old habits (which he's admitted... he says he knows he can be inconsiderate). ah well.
Daniel: To love someone, like even when they do something that absolutely pisses you off, there's still gotta be that ray of understanding
i'm trying... [ sighs ]
in other news i'm about to hit the bed. i ran out of NyQuil :( i'm not sick anymore, though. Kevin's asleep, so i can't count on him to help me out unless he calls me when he wakes up... omg, i texted him and i get a text back like "Kevin is sleeping" uhhh... don't you think i know that since my text said "wake up"? UGH... he better have an explanation. [ sighs ] i'm only mildly frustrated, though. i flat-ironed my hair, so i don't feel horrid since i'm going to be looking a MILLION times better tomorrow now that my hair's done.
[ whistles michael jackson's "you rock my world" and skips away ]
peace.
so i remembered that we had a trip @ my job to go to Central Park... alright, no big deal. my first mistake? i wore the wrong shoes for it (apparently, my Converse-like Airwalks aren't good for heavy-duty walking). now don't get me wrong; in all my ranting, i absolutely love my job. i wouldn't wanna be anywhere else during the day except with my kids (well... maybe except for being with HIM... more on that some other time... or after this... or in another blog... teehee).... but DAGGONE, man. this trip wore me the heezy out. i'm not upset, i'm just drained, y'know? so we head out, take the C train to 59th and walk to the zoo. the zoo was decent, though. i mean, it's not the Bronx Zoo or anything, but CPZ is pretty good for a short day trip like ours. so we got to see the sea lions get fed and do tricks, saw some polar bears and stuff. then we ate lunch and went to the park. omg, i had to help this little girl use the bathroom... it was probably the weirdest thing, lmao. alright, so she had been playing in the water, so she didn't have any shoes on. so i carry her to the portapotties and she says she needs help, so i go in with her... now... if you know portapotties, they are absolutely DISGUSTING, so i couldn't let that little girl walk in there in her socks. so, by some miracle of God, i managed to hold her in my arms while still being able to get her to get her pants down, use the bathroom and get her pants back up. lmao, right before we got out, we had this conversation:
her: are you a mommy?
me: O_O! no.
her: then what are you? are you a counselor?
me: yes [handing her toilet paper]
her: but most counselors are mommies.
me: oh. well, i'm not a mommy.
her: oh. because mommies do stuff like this...
lmao. she was too cute. oh, and Tashyra decded that i'm her big sister, with her little cute self. Dre'Quan thought he was too manly for kisses on the forehead. Joey got in trouble again and he's not going on the trip tomorrow and neither is Aminata :( ah, well, that's two less kids to worry about.
part two - 7.16.08, 5 pm - 10 pm
surprise, surprise, Kevin showed up yesterday. still had that weird ol' mohawk thing, though, so he had a baseball cap. lmao, it didn't matter to me, i was already nervous as hell because i'd washed my hair the night before, let it air-dry, and then couldn't go flat-iron it, so it was fro'd out... or as fro'd out as my hair can get, as processed as it is, geesh. that reminds me... [fires up my flat-iron] so we stop at McDonald's because he wants to eat before we go to Bryant Park and his friend texts him, telling Kevin that he works at an Abercrombie and Fitch on 56th. soooooo we walk over there and i have NEVER felt so out of my element. i had to wait to the side with my explosive hair while he caught up with his friend so i texted everyone telling them i was uncomfortable because everyone there was tall, skinny, really good-looking, White, or a combination of those. Gerald said that it was like him in Florissant, lol. and then Tymel texted back that i had some of those qualities... namely that i was tall and really good-looking. i had to stop texting him after that. i mean, i was flattered and all, but... i was out with my boyfriend =/ Kevin wanted to see, so i showed him, but he didn't say anything about it except "why is he hitting on you when he knows you have a boyfriend?" good question, but i'm not stressing it. anyway, we went to the park afterwards and hung out for about two hours, talking and stuff. we left when he finally had to go home. i miss him and he wants to come up next week, but... he's slipping back into old habits (which he's admitted... he says he knows he can be inconsiderate). ah well.
Daniel: To love someone, like even when they do something that absolutely pisses you off, there's still gotta be that ray of understanding
i'm trying... [ sighs ]
in other news i'm about to hit the bed. i ran out of NyQuil :( i'm not sick anymore, though. Kevin's asleep, so i can't count on him to help me out unless he calls me when he wakes up... omg, i texted him and i get a text back like "Kevin is sleeping" uhhh... don't you think i know that since my text said "wake up"? UGH... he better have an explanation. [ sighs ] i'm only mildly frustrated, though. i flat-ironed my hair, so i don't feel horrid since i'm going to be looking a MILLION times better tomorrow now that my hair's done.
[ whistles michael jackson's "you rock my world" and skips away ]
peace.
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