Out with the old and in with the new

It’s 2010.

A new year filled with new possibilities.

I’ve heard various girlfriends saying how they’ve deleted all the old deadbeats out of their phones and how they wish to start anew. ( i always find this silly because then how are you to know who’s calling?) anyway..

Like clock work every year this occurs several times a year.  At the beginning of the new year, 1st of spring(spring cleaning) and right before the holiday stretch.

I wonder what the fall out rate is or the rate of chicks who actually fold.  Like the ones who are strong up until the point that a text comes across their phone saying “what’s up?”  I wonder how many of those women either do not text back, and when they fold what do they say?

The resolve is always stronger in the beginning of the mission but, about 2 weeks later you never hear anything more about it and you usually start hearing dudes name again.

On the back end I wonder if dudes knows that the chick is igg’n him.  Probably not because dudes these days are very sure to let you know in so many words you’re not the only one.

*shrugs*

I lol.

Not saying I’ve never did this but, usually when I make this decision it’s for real.  I don’t go cutting folks off all willy nilly.

So ladies next time you get on your high horse be sure sure of your decision.

Interestingly enough the cliche saying also means something else.

I don’t need another male friend

Collected like the sands of times, I have a lot of bros.

There’s nothing wrong with bros.  I have several whom I love and shall cherish forever but, at what point in a woman’s life does she not need to acquire one more platonic male friend?

Let me explain or rather take you on a ride.

1 source of my frustration.

Why is it that I’m often the coolest, most beautiful and fascinating person a man has met but, i always end up in the friend zone? I know some of you are giving me the side eye but, i swear i have no baggage and drama! lol

Over the years the scenarios have varied.

- i met a guy, we briefly date, things fell apart and he still felt like he needed someone as positive as me in his life…great

or my personal fave:

-guys i’ve known my whole life, come out and profess their love when they have girlfriends. wtf, am i to do with that?

With this new year i’m enforcing a new rule in Bewtopia…No new male friends.  I know by decreeing this every man will wanna be my friend but, fuck that! Tick tock the game is locked.

You know the most frustrating part of having male friends who have ebb and flow interest in you? The emo ass advice.  It’s like one moment it’s friendly and hilarious, the next it’s snide and curt.

As a way of relieving myself of said torment..no new male friends in 2010.

So if you’re reading this dear male reader, no we cant be friends.

Some days i dont feel like me

I’ll look the same and act the same but, I won’t feel the same.

At times it seems I go about my day aimless.  You’d think coming off of such a jovial holiday break i’d feel differently.  eh.

I just want the fun me back.

where is she?

 

My mind is on a wedding.

Not for the reasons you may be thinking but, mostly for the most awesome idea i’ve ever had.  It has nothing to do with a man.  Nothing at all…it has to do with a Liquor Fountain.

 

Not a mixed drink.  Nope.  I’m talking straight booze.

Picture it.  Instead of going to the bar you go to the fountain with your cup to get your pre chilled vodka.  Oh yeah.

I supposed I’d need to refine this as it gets closer to my wedding.

 

See you there!

I’m just a crazy fool

This song has been trapped in my head thanks to Zo! and Sy Smith.

The original was by Prince wayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy back in 1978 off his debut album “For you.”

“Crazy you,” is only 2 minutes and 17 seconds but, it’s so easy breezy.

Here’s the remake here:

reunions are like…

 

This weekend i had the absolute pleasure of attending my highschool reunion.  Albeit it took our class 15 years to get it together it happened and the committee did a lovely job.  I look foward to the other events that they have planned.

But just like high school there were those folks you had nothing against, you just didn’t speak.  And then you had those folks you were cool with.  I can definitely say that this is still true some 15 years after we walked across that stage.

Although no one looked terribly bad per se, I took great delight in knowing i looked absolutely fantastic. The dress I wore was made some maybe 2 years ago for an event I attend in Colorado.  The dress was super cute and i thought why not.  My bro Shug made this little number.

All in all it was a good night.  I got to flash my gams, my smile and 15th years out of highschool self.

 

night.

 

Shoe Dazzle: November’s Batch

Sometime, not to long ago I signed up for a monthly shoe styling service.  Shoe Dazzle is the brain child of Kim Kardashian and several other stylist.  The premise: You fill out a style survey and choose from pics that you think are your style, you get 6 pairs of shoes to chose from.  From there you point, click and buy your one special pair of the 6.  Your credit card is charged 39.00 and viola shoes to your door!

So far i’ve only gotten one pair of shoes.  (see below)

This being my 3rd month of membership, I’d like to chose a second pair.  This is where you come in.

These are my selections for November(not all shoes are listed):

The Ezra

The Ophelia

The Rashida

So that’s 1, 2 & 3….which ones?

Closed mouths

They say that a closed mouth does not get fed.  What then of the mouths that open and actually say what they need?

At what point does one not fear rejection and throw caution to the wind?

I think there needs to be an update to this cliche.  Such as…

A closed mouth doesn’t get fed but, just because you open it doesn’t mean you’ll get fed either.

 

Slacking ain’t easy.

There’s a part of me that rears it’s ugly head often.  It consumes me and takes over my body rendering me stuck for hours.  In addition to being suspended in time and pushing off the things I need to do, I never accomplish these things after I’m unstuck.  Yup…I’m a slacker.

Prime example this weekend I had quite a few things planned.  I’d accomplished a few but, by the time Saturday got here I’d lost some steam.

I thought about how naps needed to be reinstated in our days.  And how it’d be great to take a lil siesta at work.

I laid down after this brilliant pontification fest I was having.  Thinking makes you tired.  I’d go on to lay in my bed for 5 hours.  It came time to get up and get dressed for the evening.  Nope!  I just ordered food and had folks over.

Apparently my slacker ways are catching .

Refresh yo game

Ummm your game should evolve as the years go by.
You can’t 1994 in 2009.
*smh*

I was just in the Gallery in Baltimore. Riding up the elevator feeling pretty happy about my purchases. This guy going down goes…”hay..u got a cute lil face on you. Yeah…keep dat..keep dat *strokes his skraggly beard*” I politely said thank you and when he motioned for me to get off the escalator i put my earbuds back in. I mean he tried yall but, fa real?

You have successful friends who bed lovely ladies every day. Please use them as a point of reference. You don’t even have to ask ya dude, just observe and take away from the lesson what fits you most.

Love,
Bew

Ps. Go on and press f5 right now and start anew.