It's been months since I updated this thing & I feel awful about that, it's like I have no way of documenting what's been going on in my life for the last year or so. Not having a computer sucks! But that has been remedied & I'm so glad to see that some of my favorite things & people are still around.

I've been living with my mother for 2 years. The original intent was so that I could save money & buy a house & then I moved home & had all of this disposable income & I thought fuck that! Why leave? I love my mama & besides, she cooks & I absolutely do not. So, ya know, food. And the shopping over the past year or so has just been great! I mean really great.

Lately, though, I've been getting a little antsy. I really want me & D to have our own space. I wanna come home & walk around in my bra & panties & turn my music up & do the "uh oh" dance all over my house & not have to worry about making anybody go blind. I want to squee at full volume when I decide it's time for the next NsyncFest. But most of all, I want a place to be quiet. So, I've decided that it's time to make it happen.

There's a new neighborhood being built that's in my price range & it's not even 5 minutes from my Mama, cuz ya know, food. So, yesterday I went to go look at them, there are only 2 models up so far, but I found a floorplan that I liked & I submitted all my info to the mortgage company & today I went back & put down my earnest money. I picked my lot & the lady gave me my address & it's all so overwhelming! I even went to the builders home store & made preliminary decisions on things like carpets & cabinets & appliances & such. It was so much fucking fun! I thought about waiting for my Mama to come home so we could go together, but then I thought this is mine & I wanna do it by myself & then I'll take her back before I make my final decision & she can give me her input.

I don't have a word for what I'm feeling right now, I just hope everything goes well & as smooth as possible.
If you're reading this & you pray, please send one up for me.

A house!

.....except for the actual being ready part. I have approximately 35 hours until my flight leaves for Miami.

The only real thing I've done toward getting ready to go was get my hair braided. Oh! I did have my nails soaked off today so I don't have to do that tomorrow. It's already gonna take about 3 hours total for hands & feet, I didn't feel the need to add another hour & 1/2 to that for the soaking so I did that today.

As I type I have a load of clothes in the washer. Only 4 or 5 to go! I don't know why I wait to the last minute to do this shit. I have to get D ready to go to his Daddys' house for a week on top of all the shit I have to do to get my own self ready. I wonder if I can find somebody to pay me to procrastinate. Oooohh, the machine stopped.....I'm back. I just realized that I only have 1 load of my clothes left, & maybe 2 for D. Sounds like progress, people.

For tomorrow:
finish washing
pack
nails & feet
eyebrows
Dr. B.
Wal-Mart!
*Torrid (maybe)
print travel confirmations & directions

Got back from the Heroes game a while ago.

We missed half of it because they moved the game up 2 hours at the last minute. The only reason we found this out was because Shenara just happened to be listening to the radio & they announced it. Anyway, we get there, we watch for awhile, blah blah blah....After the game he signed autographs & ,of course, we got ours. I took a pic of him & Shenara. Have I mentioned how freakin' good he's looking? Because....YES. He remembered Shenara's nephew from last years' game & talked to them for a minute.

Even though we missed half of it & risked torrential rains & paid $8.00 in tolls, it was well worth it & as usual, Chris has managed to wipe away all the frustration I was feeling about CFTC.

And out of nowhere MIAMI by Will Smith started playing over the loudspeaker while Chris was signing autographs. A good sign, yes?

Sorry about the lack of details, but my head is whipping my ass right now.

And again, DAMN! He looks good!

First, let me say that I am hot as ten firecrackers about this VIP party bullshit, but we'll talk about that later.

My baby started taking swimming lessons last week. On the first day he was a little nervous but he tried, ya know? The rest of the week was downhill, to put it mildly. There was screaming & crying & kicking & flailing. He said he din't wanna go back because he was afraid of drowning for chrissakes!

Well today, about halfway through class, mind you he's sitting on the edge of the pool occasionally dipping his feet in & nothing more, the instructor gets out of the pool, picks him up just dives in. Of course, there was screaming/crying/kicking/flailing & an almost choking of the instructor but even through all of this he was doing the things he was supposed to, like holding his breath before going under water & kicking & whatnot. The instructor put him back in the edge of the pool & started woring with the other kids some more & slowly but surely D started edging his way toward the water & then all of a sudden he just hopped in. He hopped in! By himself. Without the use of a stun gun! He just started dunking himself under water like a little dolphin! I almost cried. Suddenly, there were no tears or any of that other shit. He just decided he was gonna do it & damn everything else.

There are no words to express my pride at this moment.

MY BABY!

Stolen, without shame, from powrhug's journal.

I figure it's time to start looking for clothes for CFTC, right? Right.

So, I've been looking online for stuff & lemme tell you it is not easy to find sexy clothes for a big girl on line. Do these people think if you weigh more than 180 lbs that you should be relegated to potato sacks? Sheesh!

I have managed to find a handful of places though. I ordered a casual dress from 1 & a skirt that's looking very promising as club wear from another. I only ordered a couple of things because I didn't know what to expect but the dress is fine & I love love love my skirt. This seems to be spiraling quickly out of control, as I've found out that Baby Phat has a real plus size line that includes some really cute shit.

I'be been looking through their clothes piece by piece for the past 2 or 3 hours & I've found several things I like & will eventually purchase. And just as I was about to leave the site I saw it. THE DRESS. I must have it. It's like it was made for me, except that it's 1 size too small. Ha! I think it's just the thing I need to motivate myself to get off my fat ass & get down to that size by July 23, though.

Yes, I must have it, my prrrrrrreeeeeciouuusssssss.

ETA: It's on sale!

Goddamnit!

Why am I at home when I should be about 1hr & 10min into Harry? Because I am an ass who thinks that she can just set the alarm on her cell phone which beeps for all of 10 fucking seconds before it cuts off, as opposed to the real alarm clock that would force me to get my black ass out of bed.


ASS.

So we just got back from the show.

I'll keep this short & sweet, like JC's set.

He came on 2nd to last, after Nelly Furtado, who did 10 songs. It seemed like alot of the people were there just to see him, so the crowd was pretty cool. Everytime the mentioned his name between performers everybody screamed & they were responsive to him during his set. I was very glad for that because I did not wanna have to hurt anybody out there for being disrespectful.

He performed ADIDAS, Some Girls, Build My World & Blowing Me Up. All wonderfully, of course. He talked about how it had been a minute since he'd been to Texas & thanked the people who bought his album & asked that the people who hadn't go out & get it & tell a friend.

There was a different guy dancing with them tonight in place of Rosaro(sp?). Hope he's not sick or something, with his hot ass.

Oh, and JC's hair. It was so curly tonight, I don't know if it was the humidity or what, but the boy looked good. Of course, we walked off & left the cameras in the damn car, so I have no photos of it.

All in all, it was well worth my standing on uneven ground for 3 hours to get 30 minutes of Chasez lovin'. I wish he'd come around these parts more often, we love him down here!

BTW, after his set there were a whole lot of people lined up to get the boys autograph, now mind you they never specifically said he was gonna sign autographs, so I guess everybody was waiting just in case he did. The girl who was working the autograph stand looked horrified because she couldn't get a straight answer from anybody about whether or not he was actually gonna show up & she did not wanna have to tell all those people he wasn't coming. We decided to sit in the bed of one of the trucks they were giving away & watch. We already have autographs so there was no need to further torture out feet, but it never hurts to look at the pretty from a comfortable distance. Anyway, after about an hour this guy comes up & says he's not gonna sign anything because he's not feeling good. Personally, I think he probably left immediately after his set to go back to Vegas or possibly his next show. Doesn't he have a show tomorrow? I don't think he ever agreed to do that, he'd already done a m&g earlier. I think the radio station probably just assumed he would & had to come up with an excuse so the fans wouldn't riot & tear the tent up.

But even with all that crap, it was still well worth it.

I love JC & goodnight.

ETA: Over at the JJB they're saying he didn't do the meet n greet today. Well, that sucks ass.

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