As you may or may not know, I went home for Thanksgiving break. And this time I flew! I found a cheaper ticket and now I understand why some tickets are cheaper than others. When you get a "discount", they make you pay with your time. I had to switch planes in St. Louis. It was so inconvenient and busy. I was boggled down with a heavy laptop, carry-on bag and an umbrella. Then I had on a jogging suit that had shrunk in the dryer so I was constantly pulling it down to cover my butt and gut.
When I got home, we ate some Brown's Chicken and I got a bad case of heartburn. I am not as young as used to be. I can't just eat peppers and grease and not expect it to affect me. As we ate, my parents told me about this new guy at the church who looked EXACTLY like Brad. When we got to church, I saw for myself how much this guy looked like Brad. But I thought that this guy was cuter...take note that I said "I thought". I figured I would have to wait until Friday night to think about the situation.
The next day, I got up early to clean chitlins...ugh! My mother went through some weird mood where she started fussing about stupid stuff. She got on my nerves at that point. Then a few minutes later, she was laughing and talking. But to me, the damage was done. Needless to say, I got over it. Our Thanksgiving was different. Our turkey was small and was not stuffed. The dressing was cooked in the microwave....it was crumbly. The chitlins were good and was the sweet potatoes. I fell asleep during dinner 'cause I was overly tired. By the time I woke up, dinner was gone.
The normal people were there - Grandma and Uncle Joe. And this year, we also had Martina and Anthony's sisters. This was my first time interacting with the girls and I fell in love with each and every one of them. They are so precious and they stick together. They ended up spending the night at our house.
The next day (Friday), I kept ALL of the kids. It was a noisy and hectic morning, but it was cool. I sent the girls outside to play in the snow and the baby (Michelle) got soaked. I felt so bad 'cause she already has a cold.
In the afternoon, I went to Anthony's sister-in-law to get my hair done. I WILL NEVER DO THAT AGAIN!!!!!!!!!!! I miss Emad doing my hair. It didn't last. But I can't really blame her 'cause my hair has been damaged by the chlorine. I am really contemplating on cutting my hair off! But I digress....my hair was alright. So Candace and I went to the Plaza. For those who know me, I vowed to NEVER EVER return to the Plaza...especially after what happened this summer. We got an outfit and dashed to the "Preparation M" class. When we got there, Sidney Smith was talking. He was horrible!!! He didn't tell or inform me of anything that I didn't already know. He made some ignorant statements. For example, he stated that mothers love harder than fathers indicating that his wife loved her daughter too much. He's not a father...don't have a lick of kids and he feels that way because he don't like his step-daughters. That is ridiculous to me! How in the world are you going to be married to someone for 20 something odd years and never like her kids???? Anyway...away to the bowling alley we go!
I got to look at Phillip (a.k.a. Brad) and he is not cuter. But that whole situation made me think. Actually the whole vacation changed a lot of my mindsets on things. The bowling party was cool. I hung out with my girl, Neana. She told me that she and Rob broke it off! THANK YOU GOD SO MUCH!!!! I always thought that she was too good for him. My belief is that if you have a calling on your life, you can not choose just any type of man. It takes a strong man of God, anointed and has a calling on his life also to be linked with you. When you choose just an ordinary man, his ordinary-ness rubs off on you and you don't fulfill the call God has on your life. I've seen it too many times. John was there, also. That man has some serious issues. He was hitting on the young girl who was working behind the register. He is a 40 year old man and he's hitting on a young 20-something old girl? Ridiculous! And I heard (and saw) that he already has a girlfriend who sings in the choir. What the heck?!?!? I told Tanisha that I would talk to him but now I don't know what to say. Lucious and the Mrs. were there. She looked so bad. Why does she punish herself like that? But some people like and need unnecessary drama in there lives. The hospitality committee, choir and minister's alliance were competing against each other and the..........Minister's Alliance won!!!
Sunday morning, I got up and went to 9am prayer. Well, I didn't actually attend prayer 'cause I was busy getting ready. I had to go to Walgreens to purchase stockings and I had to put on makeup. By the time I was finished, it was time for Sunday School. Speaking of....it was so boring! I did not enjoy the class I was in which was Jeffrey Barginear's class. It seemed like he was trying to upshow or impress Stephanie more than teach. It was like a boring unnecessary sermon rather than Sunday School. Church was good, also. In between services, I talked to Maria, T-Wi, and Ericka about being single and relationships. That conversation right there changed my mind about a lot of misconceptions I have concerning relationships. Penny joined and enlightened us on some things also. 5pm service was excellent! It was refreshing to see people being filled with the Holy Ghost. And the people who attended the service were mostly visitors. It was great!!! Tanisha told me after serv ice her "big" secret. I can't say what it is, you know, in case someone reads this (but I doubt). But I am so happy for her! It's good to see that dreams can come true!
Monday was the day to return to the trenches of ORU. I chilled out all morning and went to the airport rather early. While sitting there, I saw Elder David Hollis and this minister from ACOG there. I guess they were traveling also. While boarding the plane, this drunk black man approached me and this other young lady and tried to tell us off because we weren't getting on the plane fast enough. I tried to tell him that we were in the "B" boarding class but he thought that they were separating us by color. He was hilarious! He was like, "If we're B, then the other line must be W"! Then he proceeded to tell us that he was a professor at Columbia College in New York. I asked where he was going but he never answered. He told me that I was enslaving myself to the white man by attending ORU. That conversation enlightened me and changed my mind on some other things. I tell ya, this vacation was an epiphany!
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