Doesn’t really feel like a New Year although my boys and I had so much fun bringing the New Year in. By 12:12 we were all knocked out. Sorry I missed all those New Years phone calls, but it’s all love.
This holiday has been amazing. I hung out with my two bestfriends in the whole world so many times, I could probably go half a year without seeing them again. See, I’m not a high maintenance friend. A phone call a month and maybe a visit a year and I’m straight. I have too many homegirls to do that daily blab on the phone thing. Although I do have one friend that I IM everyday, my chick Dianna.
But THIS holiday I had so much fun with my family and my friends families. You know how your bestfriend’s family throws a party and you know it’s gonna be so much food and cute cousins to flirt with, well that’s how it is with my girls.
On Christmas day I woke up late. I had just got home around 9 a.m. Let’s just blame Anna for my late night. I knew my Mama wasn’t cooking so I called Anna to see if any food was ready over her house. She said she’d call me when it was. I chose an outfit. Nothing fancy. Just a simple summer dress, it was kinda warm out and I got the call from Anna saying I better get there quick.
I grabbed my little sister, (she was hungry too) and we rode down to Brown Subs where Anna lives. We both almost cried when we saw the turkey, ham, mac n cheese, collared greens, green beans and millions of pies. Food is sooo good!
We hung out a little after we ate. We didn’t want it to seem like we just came to eat. LOL! But ofcourse my other bestfriend Tamara had invited me to her house for her family’s Christmas party.
On the way there we drove through my old neighborhood, Liberty City. We rode by my old middle school, ahh, Drew Middle, and we drove by the meat stoe (yes I said meat STOE, not store) and we drove by the Pork N Beans projects, my highschool sweetheart used to live in those projects. When we got to 62nd and 12th ave I got this devilish thought.
Suprise for my Baby Daddy
My baby daddy told me that he would be at his grandfathers house which was in the area, maybe I should stop by and..you know…say Merry Christmas to my sons who I wouldn’t see again until they came back on New Years Eve.
I turned the corner and spied my baby daddy’s truck. True, they were there. Now when he and I were together I had visited his family several times. They all knew me but ofcourse I had not seen them since we broke up. My little sister laughed as I parked in front of his truck and got out.
“Do I look straight?” I asked her.
“You’re straight.” she replied and laughed.
As I walked up to the gate there was a young woman standing there. When she saw me approach she smiled and greeted me.
“Hi. You must be (baby daddy’s girlfriend- we’ll call her Hyper Chick).”
I smile and bat my eyes at her.
“No, I’m not, but hello to you too.”
I keep stepping past her and knock on the door.
When the door opens I can hear a collective gasp go around the room. I step in as if I’m on a stage and my sons run past me to hug my sister. Darn kids!
“Hello.” I say. It was more of an announcement than a greeting. I hear my baby daddy’s voice say, “Is that Hyper Chick?”
I see him turn toward the door and frown. I immediately began hugging and greeting everyone in the house, including my son’s paternal grandmother. I’m wondering why they look so shocked when it hit me- whoa- they all must have been waiting for Hyper Chick to arrive and here I am THE BABY MAMA, waltsing in without an invitation or any advanced warning.
One of my baby daddy’s aunts ask me to sit down and join them for their Christmas program. I smile and decline. I know what she’s trying to do. I saw her in a drug store a few months ago and she went on and on about how much Hyper Chick annoys them and they don’t like her because she’s too “hyper”. Her words, not mine.
Out of the corner of my eye I see my baby daddy and his Mama making a beeline for the door. Are they trying to go outside to warn Hyper Chick that I was there?
No, not on Christmas Day. I wouldn’t have started anything with that chick. Prolly would have just given her a stank look and kept walking.
Why the stank look, you ask?
There’s a bit of history between she and I.
She began dating my baby daddy while he and I were still living together and I was pregnant with our first child.
She continued dating him after he dumped me when I was pregnant with our second child. I would have to go to his house and see her there with my son and his daddy. All the while I was still in love with him and carrying baby number 2. That really hurt.
That hoe TRIED me at my children’s dedication at church. While we were IN CHURCH. I cordially walked up to her and extended my hand saying “Hey, let’s not be bitter today.” To which she responded, “Don’t play fake with me. I’m not scared of you so you just better stay out of my face!”
My baby daddy invited me to Orlando for a party he was throwing for my son and forgot to mention that she was going to be there. I got over it. Didn’t speak to her though. She called herself trying to confront me about whatever. Come one now, I was about to fight, cursed her out! I look like the crazy baby mama once again.
Honestly I have nothing against her. My sons say she is nice. I’m sure she’s sweet. I just think that had she been some new woman that he met AFTER we broke up for the second time I would be a bit more open to it. But because I know she was there while I was pregnant, man, I lost all respect. How can you date someone who has a baby on the way? I don’t care what the man tells you about how she was a one night stand, how he doesn’t love her or whatever, dude, there HAS to be someone with some hurt feelings in the situation.
Woman to woman, how would you feel if the shoe was on the other foot?
I would NEVER do that. Unless I am desperate and want to hold on to the only man who has ever paid me any attention.
Ooh.. I didn’t mean to make this post about this mess. Sorry. ~cringing~
I mean, this is OLD news. 2005… no more baby daddy drama ( I hope) and no run-ins with Hyper Chick.
I’m trying to write about the holiday parties.
Well, after we left their house, (no sign of Hyper Chick) we went over to Tamara’s house. Tamara’s family is different from Anna’s. They try to be a little more elegant about things. Evryone was dressed up and sipping champagne and playing games while at Anna’s house everyone was watching the Lakers play The Heat.
My lil sis and I drooled over the appetizers in the kitchen. Strawberries and chocolate. Cherries. Some crazy stuff we never heard of. Since Tamara is Trinidadian, there are ALWAYS crazy looking foods that seem so weird to me. But I am pretty open minded and I’ll try anything once.
I make plates for my Mama and around 10pm I’m done partying and sipping on egg nog.
New Years Party
I spent New Years with my own family. I just happened to stop by my aunt’s house on Saturday evening to say Hi and let her see my sons and when I get there there’s all this food and liquor.
“Uh, this looks like a party.” I say to one of my aunts.
“Every year Linda has this party for her birthday. Go home and get dressed and come back.”
Ain’t no party like a family party!
First of all, my family is so wild! I mean my female cousins will KNOCK U OUT if you try them, but they’re so cute too. I always admired them because they have the whole Miami ghetto fabulous look down. Hair weave tight! Nails done right! Outfit like whoa! Always in fashion. I was never like that.
Actually, if they weren’t my cousins, we prolly wouldn’t be friends. That’s how different we are. But fact is, we ARE cousins, so don’t try me because I’ll call em and they carry blades. LOL!
Man, I have not enjoyed myself more. My cousin Bookie was the bartender and when I walked up she announced, “My job is to make sure everyone here is COMPLETELY DRUNK!”
We’re all in the living room dancing and laughing and just vibing off of being togther. We’ve seen each other grow up, mess up and wise up and now we’re just a bunch of grown-ups with our kids, trying to hold it down.
I love my peeps. I am so glad to be around to enjoy them for while.
There is ABSOULUTELY nothing like having friends and family around. Just that fact makes my days brighter and my reality easier to cope with.
Much Love in 2005!