I can’t post this to facebook….
Hi everyone. I’ve been MIA but I hope this post makes up for it. I have been going through a bit lately thats kept me away for a bit. Work, exams, school, starting up a business and sustaining it, dating or trying to date. Life can get a bit hectic.
I’ll catch you all up on it some other time but for now I’m going to tell you about my night…or shall I say my morning lol out celebrating my friends birthday. My friend’s birthday was Saturday so she invited a bunch of us via facebook to come party with her at a club in downtown Toronto. My friend agreed to pick me up at 11:30 and we drive down to the club before guestlist closes at midnight. We end up getting there at around 12:15 instead. Luckily, our friend was outside and we got our guestlist tickets and avoided paying to get in. I waited outside for my friend to park the car for what seemed like forever and when she finally showed up we went inside. The club was HOT! No litearlly no air in or out hot! The second floor seemed to be all Black People and multi-racial people which was weird because downstairs was everyone else. Soon the crowd intermingled which was nice because no one was being excluded. But whatever, I dont care about race. The DJ kinda sucked and after finally getting to our booth I decided to make the best of it.
The guys were not cute at all so I decided to dance to music I didn’t really like, smiled at the girls cause they were the only ones who bothered to look good tonight and made small talk with them. I ended up meeting a really cool girl with a big ol booty in a white and blue stripped dress. I didn’t get her name but man when the DJ asked the crowd to drop it low she dropped it, picked it up then bounced it. I was impressed lol and I am heterosexual. I just wanted to slap it! lol
After a few sips of the free alcohol and champagne I was beginning to feel a little tipsy so it gave me even more courage to dance like no one was watching. I guess I am the only the one who spoke enough Spanish so when the DJ put on some reggaeton I sang every word, put my hands in the air and danced like I was in flats. When my feet hurt I went back to the VIP area, sat down then got up again with everyone else when the DJ put on another good song and headed back to the dancefloor. At one point, I looked up and there was this tall guy who looked half Spanish. He was the only cute guy there and I noticed I caught his eye. Still tipsy and with one more reggaeton song I samba’d, salsa’d and shook my ass to some Daddy yankee, Don Omar and Pitbull LOL I didn’t care. After making my way back to VIP he, the cute Spanish looking guy chatted me up. Told me he is half Salvadorian and half Bajan. My grandfather was half Bajan so we high five’d on that. As I stood by the bar he came out of no where and gave me a wine(sexy grinding for those who might not understand what that means- thats what us West Indians call it) I was like “ok, give it to me baby!”. It was funny how he did it out of nowhere.
I asked him in spanish if he speaks the language and he replied that he doesn’t but he understands it. Perfect! LOL He’s tall and has curly hair and I think “not bad”. As I danced to some hard core rap and admired my ability to stand on 3.5 inch heels, be tipsy, dance to the beat and start enjoying this artist that I have no idea who he is, the Spanish guy comes back sits beside me and leans back so I think to myself, “F*** it, next song I’m gonna dance on him and return the wine he gave me earlier”. I got the chance when the DJ put Kelly Rowland’s “Motivation” on. I look at him, point and start mouthing the words. His eyes light up and he smiles and looks up at me. So I lean my hips over, smile again, toss my hair and point at him and start dancing. He leans back and stretches his arms out wide then gets up and its hips to ass winning. I gotta give it to him, he can really dance and he keeps up to the beat and my pace very, very well. So he leans in and goes which side do you want, the Bajan side or the Spanish side. I start thinking, I am way to tipsy to make this not sound sexual so I look over my shoulder and make a deal with him. My Trinidadian side for his Barabados side. He agrees and it’s on. Damn if his dancing is any indication of his bedroom skills then I think he might be gifted (or it could be the alcohol in my system and my evaluating is off but the hips don’t lie…at least that’s what Shakira says).Our dancing was pretty hot because I look up and we had an audience. LOL
So they DJ changes the song and we are left standing there looking at each other for a moment smiling. Mine was sly because I was thinking all sorts of naughty things that I can’t take to church with me in the morning. Oy vey! He then tells me he doesn’t know my name. I smile and tell him and he tells me his and asks “does ______ have a number?”. I reply “yes, _______ has a number as long as ______ has a number”. He licks his lips and tells me that he is going to give me his number because he has made his move now he wants the ball to be in my court. I look up from my phone and I don’t know if its the alcohol or not but I say to him that he has to be the man here and show some initiative. Don’t ask me why LOL. He laughs and tells me he has, now he wants me to make the next move then spends the next 5 minutes making sure that I call him. I agreed. My friend so was tipsy that as we all descended the stairs, she yells something that ended with purse. I had no idea so I kept walking then turn around once we get at the bottom. I look over at her and she sucks her teeth, then hands her purse to a little man (he looks to be about 4’0 feet tall). He looks at her and asks what this is for and she points to me and goes, ‘because she wouldn’t hold it for me.” then proceeds t put her jacket on. I think that was the icing before I left the club as we all start laughing.
It was a good night. Now aside from the fact that when we left the club I crossed the street with my way too tipsy friend in front of 2 policemen on horses, then slyly ask one of them to give me a ride to our car, yell at my friend to sober up so we can find her car that I now have to drive, then pass a bunch of men who yell, “Yo Dominicana, come here we wanna talk to you” as we find the car. Then I spend the 15 minute drive back to my house being a councellor to her about her recent break up, aside from that it was a really good night. Don’t worry I was sober enough to make the drive. I kid though, as much as I say I am tipsy I really am not. I’m sober and I take that stuff really seriously. I can’t lose my license espeially since I don’t work in Toronto. If that was the case we woulda stayed downtown longer if I wasn’t.
K i am off to bed. LOL Fun night of first’s, fun, dancing, winning, alcohol, policemen on horses and being sexy!
Ciao!!!!! I hope you guys enjoyed my recount of my fun morning!!!!
I had the pleasure of reading this book as a review for my blog and I highly recommend it to every woman who has had her heart-broken, who finds herself going for the same guy over and over again only to find herself alone again, the woman who finds herself pinning over a man who doesn’t want her yet still sleeps with him anyway. This book is for you.
The best thing about this book is the author Natalie speaks candidly and openly about a tough subject and acts like that big sister, mother, wise auntie or wise grandmother who lays it all out on the table with reasons and examples as to why you keep choosing the wrong men, allowing these men to use, abuse then leave you and why you keep going back for more either in the same guy or finding a different one to do it to you all over again. She really helps you to identify the criterion for you to know if you are a FallBack girl, a name she coined for a woman who lacks self-esteem who constantly allows herself to be used for various reasons, either she coins herself a ‘Miss Independent”, ‘renovator’, ‘Buffer’ etc. Falasies many women fool themselves into believing which leaves them vulnerable to the deception of the Mr. Unavailable’s.
Speaking of Mr. Unavailable, Natalie helps identify who these types of men are and the games they play. She goes into depth and detail describing their manipulations, and why they do the things they do. I guarantee you as you go through the detailed lists you will be able to identify at least 3 men in your life who fit the criteria and at least 1 who is an ex. The good news is, they follow a set pattern, almost as if they are all reading from the same playbook but they are not. Natalie helps the reader to realize that that playbook is you. And until you look deep down inside yourself and figure out the reasons why you seek men who are emotionally unavailable to fix, to have, to try to hold onto, run after and let strip away your self-esteem and self-respect, the playbook will remain the same and these men will continue to act the way they do.
Natalie lays this all out in a sobering, personal and real way that leaves out judgment but gives you the truth in a loving but real way. What I love is she gives you tools and methods to change the pattern of behaviours so that you can break the destructive dating patterns that has left many women emotionally disillusioned, guilt ridden, lonely, sad and down trodden on the concept of love. What I love is the worksheet she gives you at the end of the book that helps you to put pen to paper and get those patterns out in the open so you can face the truths and let them go. This book is an A+ in my book. I have read many books like this and this one definitely ranks in my top 3 Must Reads for myself and my girlfriends. Not all men are dogs. Knowledge is power. Grab onto this knowledge and set yourself free.
I give this books 4.5 stars out of 5. 4.5 because I think this book should have come with more of a worksheet at the back. I loved the worksheet area. As a former blaming and self shaming girl I can attest that the advise in this books is wise and it works! Check out http://www.baggagereclaim.co.uk/ and read her articles and the comments sections that accompany them.
Take care for now!
I have been MIA for a few reasons. School, work, and some personal projects have taken up much of my time but I haven’t forgotten about you.
This past week I joined on the whim a womens meetup group. It was my first time going to this meetup and I didn’t know anyone. I asked a few friends to come but none could make it so I bought a sexy top on Friday, put on a short black skirt and some sexy strappy heels (that hurt like hell midway through the night) and teetered downtown to meet the ladies. They turned out to be wonderful. I don’t hold up a mirror to do a face check so I tend to forget how young I look so when one of the women leaned over, within context of the conversation we all were having and I revealed my age she nearly fell out of her seat. She thought I was in my mid twenties. What I liked about these women, was even though we were a group of 30-somethings no one looked at me funny or treated me like a young child sitting at the adult table. I appreciated that because I have felt that many times before.
The group organizer, whom made us all meet her by 10:30pm didn’t finish up her dinner with the other guests (part one was for people who wanted to sit down to eat, part two was for those of us who just wanted to hit the club). till close to 11. Now there is a really fancy, tres chic club that everyone wants to go to BUT you have to get there by the latest 10:15 in order to get in. Anything past that time and you won’t get in. So when we got there after 11 I knew we weren’t getting in so I chatted it up with the other ladies hoping that maybe this might be our lucky night. It wasn’t at that club but the bouncer felt pity and gave his name for us to use to get line bypass at another club just across the street.
That club was pretty good except the DJ kinda sucked a bit. What I loved about the club was it was really nice inside and the girls I was with were really great and funny. We had some funny moments. We also had a wolf pack hovering around us who at one point infiltrated our dancing circle. I didn’t like that. Anyhow, it was fun. I met someone there as I waited in the coat check line. Mr. Musty. I didn’t appreciate his mustyness. I found it gross actually. Either way, it was a fun night and I exchanged contact information with the girls and I am making plans with one to meet for brunch this weekend. I’ll keep you all posted…more often and frequently throughout the week.
Talk to you all soon.
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Ok, I am watching the Grammy’s and stopped my work out to dance to Deadmaus whom I love! David Getta was amazing too but I have a soft spot for the mous! lol Now I’m watching Nicki Minaj’s performance and I gotta say, “what the hell????”
I don’t understand what she is rapping and all that growling. I know this is a performance about Roman her alter ego but umm, can we get subtitles please? I think she is very creative and talented but I don’t know if I can explain this one just yet. Between the priest chaperone on the red carpet
complete with matching red cape, the reference to exorcism, the levitating Nicki and the convulsions I am not quite sure if I am seeing an Illuminati initiation ceremony or a strange expression of creativity. Either way, wow….
I thought Taylor Swift was awesome!! I just love her and I think her child like wonderment is endearing. I really love it.
Adele! I am a super fan of hers from before she made it big with this album! I am super happy for her and I can’t wait to hear her next album!
I tuned in an hour and fifteen minutes into the show but so far it has been ok till Nicki lol. I actually like what Lady Gaga is wearing tonight!
I am so glad Adel won for Album of the Year. Turning a bad relationship into a successful album. And her snot comment was so cute and funny! Loves her!!
And can I comment on LL cool J looked?? He is super hot! Yummy just like fine wine 🙂
Talk to you all soon. Goodnight!
Tonight was the company christmas party and I had a ton of fun!
However, before I headed out the door tragedy struck, I got baby oil on my silky skirt. I was devastated! It wouldn’t come off and looked super obvious. So before I dashed out the door now 15 minutes late, I made one last dash to the sink to mix some soap and water to rub it off. It didn’t work.
I headed out to the party anyway and when I got there, there was no parking. Damn! So I had to make my own parking across the street in the driveway of a business. I went with a date…my friend Jess. LOL It was great. After coat check, we take pics (she was covering the side with my baby oil stain) and we made our way into the party. We got alot of compliments as we mingled and worked the room. Dinner was good and our Server, a Russian woman was hilarious but not on purpose. Instead of saying excuse me she would impose over you and sort of push you out the way with her body. We laughed it off at her expense but I knew she wasn’t intentionally a bad person, she was just clueless as to the proper way serve.
We had a live band and they were AMAZING! They sounded almost identical to the artists the sang. Every one from Adele, to Outkast, Alicia Keyes to LMFAO they sounded just like them right down to the acoustics which was all live. Amazing! I was a little worried when I heard we were going to have a band but they proved to be every bit worth it. I hope we book them again next year. Over the course of the night Jess and I found out she had a stalker. He was a short red-headed guy with two bottles of Heineken in each hand who made his way over to us smiling asking her if she wanted to dance. She said no so her turned to me, and I said no, then he turns back to her and asks how drunk she has to be to dance with him, in which she replied, “Alot”. He continued to stalk her throughout the night cornering her every chance he got (including chasing her out into the cold) to ask if she is drunk yet. It was funny. At one point a co-worker of mine asked me to dance, so as we walked to the dancefloor, Jess’ stalker came around the table smiling at her, immediately Jess put her hand on my shoulder and yelled over the music, “go, go, go, he’s here, go!” as she pushed me to the dancefloor where she then hid in the crowd. Fun times.
I had a great time. I has alot of fun! I had way more fun this year then last. I was on the dancefloor all the time, I mingled with people, danced, and had a great time! YAY!!! Go Company christmas party’s.
Sunday evening I am supposed to be going on a date with someone. We shall see but for sure I will keep you posted!
I’m off to bed. Night!
I went to the banquet last night and really had a good time. I got there about 30 minutes late because of tons of construction on the highway (I had to take 2 to get across the city). When I got there, the cocktail hour wasn’t done yet so I found the people I knew and we chatted away and drank cosmopolitan. It was an open bar. I just wish I didn’t have to drive so I could drink more. Anyway, I surveyed the hall and it was small but I spotted one tall good-looking man floating around. I wasn’t sure if he was there with anyone but after 5 minutes of surveillance I saw that he was indeed there with someone, a petite blonde. Ah well, cheers right? So dinner is about to be underway and we take out seats. I was invited by the wife (a co-worker) of one of the director’s of the club. At the table is another woman and her husband from work and 2 other single women in their 40’s. I was the youngest at the table at 30.
I can’t say dinner was good because I am lactose intolerant and I was not able to eat some of the things presented in front of me including the desert. One of the dishes contained cheese which I didn’t know and found out after biting into it. The dinner conversation became quite enlightening as one of the women there I’ll call her B has very strong views on politics, and the direction that Canadian Society is heading. I took exception, personally to her analysis of what groups came to build this country in its formative years and her strong views on Muslims and the Chinese which was interesting because her friend was a petite Chinese woman sitting beside her. B thinks that the Muslims are destructive, selfish and out to ruin our society. She also thinks our government is not doing enough to ensure that they don’t do it. I am not Muslim nor am I Chinese but wow! I sat and wondered how many Canadians shared her views but were too “polite” to say it. I say “polite” because as a society we are not polite but we are strategically (always cogniscient of what is in our best interest to voice out loud) politically correct.
Dinner was over and it was time for the DJ to open the floor up. The women poured out and I gotta tell you, they danced it up to all the top 40 songs with enthusiasm and taught me how to dance to the popular hits from the 60’s and 70’s. I had fun. But I noticed the men stayed by the bar and I pondered what to do. Should I go over and strike up a convo cold turkey? I felt intimidated because outside of the 2 women from work and B I didn’t know anyone else there.
I just couldn’t work up the nerve to do it. During Dinner, I leaned over to the director at our table (the husband of my co-worker) and asked him who the eligible single men were in the room. He pointed out a guy at the table behind us in a light jacket and faux hawk hair cut. His outfit didn’t yell “money” but if you looked at each individual piece you could tell it didn’t come from Target or Marshalls either. The good thing about him was he was around my age. I didn’t see him again till the end of the night as he engaged in a convo with another business man at the bar. I wondered what I could go up to him and say. I am not one to approach men so I have no idea how to break the ice or even if I should be doing that? What would you guys have done?
All in all the night was good. I won a t-shirt and sticker to take home. I plan to sleep in it! My fav part of the night was dancing to LMFAO’ s “Sexy and I know it” and doing the wiggle, wiggle with the ladies. Too funny!! With all that laughing nd high heels if we had drank any more cosmo’s we would have been on the floor!
Talk to you all later 🙂
Last night I went out to the club with my friend P and her two friends J and N. We sat on her balcony and drank vodka and sprite waiting for J to come so we could leave to the club/lounge for another male friend of P’s birthday! P made our drinks so strong! Half the glass was Vodka and the other was sprite. After 3 sips I was feeling a buzz lol. I opted out of the next round of shots and we all teetered down the street to the subway so we could make our way down King St. and to the club.
First of all, alcohol and heels never makes for a good combination, so P and I had locked arms and laughed, shared stories, and giggled down the 2 blocks to the subway at 10:30 pm while the other 2 girls ahead of us did the same LOL. When we finally get to the subway, the stupid token machine takes our money and doesn’t give us a token. A nice Nigerian man passing by saw our dilemma and offered us the tokens for our $5. That was really nice of him and we all appreciated it a lot.
Fast forward 20 minutes later and we are walking down King St. and P is reading a text from the birthday boy that he has left the club to go somewhere else because his friends couldn’t get into the club. Annoying! My feet are beginning to hurt, P is hungry all of us have to pee and we still have 2 more blocks to go! LOL YAY! But at least we looked hot right??
P is a tall Amazonian 5’10 beauty with long brown hair and long legs. She looked hot in her grey skirt and red top. I wore a black and white high-waisted flowing skirt that came above my knees that had embroidered detail on the hem and a white tank top with black and white accessories. J and N looked hot in beige and grey. We looked super cute! So after a quick stop in Pizziaola to eat, pee and rest we made our way to the club where the birthday boy had already popped a few bottles. I recognized the bouncer from the last time I went there for a birthday party with A, and flirted with him a bit lol. He came inside and bought us all drinks . The club was so good. The DJ was on fire and the crowd was really enjoying themselves, and yea the birthday boy was cute! I smiled at him but he is not my type. Maybe if I had flirted with him some more we could have found him later at his table because he had some really CUTE preppy looking boys there who ARE my type 🙂 Oh well. I had a lot of fun dancing and having a good time. Guys were not important but that didn’t mean I didn’t notice any of the cute ones.
We left and made our way to Yorkville to a bar and relaxed there. We were a tad bit over dressed considering it was a bar and everyone was in jeans, a tank or t-shirt. lol 3 guys nearby noticed us and smiled. I smiled back and eventually they came over and struck up a conversation with us. The frist guy who smiled at me had gone to the bathroom when his buddies made their way over so when he came back he looked extra salty at the fact that we were talking to his friends. Snooze you lose I guess! lol
In any case, I had an AMAZING TIME and I can’t wait to do it again soon.
Talk to you soon
I spoke about my friend ‘A’ earlier this week and her suspecting she is pregnant. Not only was it astonishing how she was throwing back the alcohol like it was water but she refused to find out if she was indeed pregnant. I messaged her yesterday to find out if she found out as yet. Well I learned a few things that has led me to my final decision to purge her from my life. I think separating myself from her is the best thing for me. She admitted to not only not finding out, but that she doesn’t care that she may be pregnant because either way, if she is, her DJ boyfriend will take care of it. I was stunned. If he can’t make a solid commitment to be with you formally, why would he commit 18 years to being a co parent with you?
I don’t get it. It’s like she is living in a dream world. Hanging out with her, the few times we have over the past 3 months, has really given me insight into her life and personality that I don’t like what I see. The drinking till she can’t remember, the drinking and driving, the reckless disregard for the possibility that he may be pregnant and still drinking anyway, the refusal to find out if she is pregnant, not doing anything to protect herself from this “unwanted pregnancy” if she is pregnant is crazy to me. When I brought up things she had said and done at the wedding reception, she laughed because she didn’t remember any of it. Instead she found it hilarious. I didn’t think any of it was funny but rather shameful.
Basically, the only conclusion I can come up with is that she doesn’t care about herself, or where her life is heading even though she says she does. She’s 27 and still partying and acting like she’s 18. She is the only friend I have who behaves this way and I want to be their for her but I am concerned that her lack of worry for her quality of life with adversely affect me and I don’t want that. I find that she moves in circles of people who are going nowhere in their life and therefore don’t encourage her to better herself. With my other friends, we encourage each other and help each other. But she wants no such help because she has accepted and embraced a world and culture (that’s not her own) that’s filled with negative people who are not going anywhere anyway. They are suspicious of everything and its an us against them” type of mentality which I don’t like.
I really like ‘A’, but I don’t want that kind of chaos in my life. She wants me to come to a party with her that she deems “classy” sometime this month but I am going to decline. She mentioned it at the wedding in between peeing and throwing back the wine at the table. The last time I went out with her to something she thought was fun, I felt uncomfortable and wondered what the hell I was doing there. I don’t want to lose a friend but I can’t shake the feeling that right now, the way her life is going, it’s not a good idea for me to be around her. I want to be surrounded by progressive people who are doing things and going places. Not someone who has no ambition. It sucks that I am saying that about her but as her friend, I can’t want whats best for her if she doesn’t first want it for herself. Her life right now is reckless and I don’t want any bad repercussions from that to affect me. There comes a time when you just have to make the right decision for yourself.
Have you ever had to cut off a friend who was living to reckless? Were you that friend?
I had a pretty good night out last night. First I got lost thanks to the GPS that the ex bought me (note to self-sell it as soon as you can), but my friend helped guide me to her house and we sat and had vodka and 7-up shared and cried. LOL Then we hit the club 1182 (I believe thats what its called). We took the subway down then caught a taxi and laughed the entire way there. The club was CLASSY and the people were beauitful. I liked it alot even though I didnt feel that great in flats! I have these shoes that when I put them on adds about 3 inches to my height and instantly makes me look bossy! Now to all my catwalk divas you know what I mean when I say a pair of sexy shoes make you look bossy. Instead, in my flats, I felt mousy! LOL
It was all in my head. But it dicated how I felt the whole night. My friend is 5’10, I’m just hair under 5’9 but she was wearing heels and that helped make me feel even shorter as well. Oh well!! LOL She had guys smiling and talking to her all night. I loved it because she’s hot and has such a kind spirit. Eventually, I met a guy named Pedro. He is portuguese and handsome but we all got seperated and that was the last I saw of him. Plus he and his friends wanted us to leave with them to another club. We didnt feel comfortable going and I’m glad my friend told his other friend named Kacey no before I was asked. Good call. I believe we should stay where ever we originally went to party until we decide to leave not leave because a guy wants us to. Oh well. He needed to shave anyway!
All in all it was a fab night. I cant wait for my ankle to heal so I can wear my bossy heels and feel fab all night again! LOL
Talk to you all later 🙂