Share My World

You tell me that my journey has inspired you, but you have no idea how much you inspire me! When I am in need of inspiration I read these messages of love to lift my spirits.

Letters from readers

Ms. Tee

Have you ever felt like you met your sister from another mother? Well thats how I feel about you. I read your blog everyday and you have been a blessing in my life. I see my life through you. The trials and tribulations…you still seek GOD. I need to speak with you, know that I am serious, this is my second message! I feel that we have so much in common and I just want to speak with someone that seems to think and believe like me. I am a single mother of 2 just trying to live the best life for me and my kids. Please feel free to contact me by email or by phone (after 9pm. please).

Ms.Tee!

How are you? I am LOVING your Web site. I know that God is blessing your vision with His great abundance!

I recently attended a workshop called Manifest Your Soulmate. I would love to write about it if there is a way to fit it in your story lineup. Let me know if there’s anything I could to support you!

Have a fantastic week! Miracle shall follow miracle…

Hey Ms. Tee
I hope, no I know you are doing well. Your blog is the first thing that I read every morning before I start my workday. It gives me inspiration, plus I’m nosey too LOL But reading this:

“She said that fears come when we depend on ourselves but when we realize that God is working through us, we will have more confidence. She also talked about the flow of God and how He gives us gifts that others will need so there’s an even exchange of gifts for gifts. If we never break the flow by doubting ourselves or stepping out of God’s will, all of our needs will be met.”
made me feel soooo much better about something I’m going through right now. This has really made my day.

Sometimes when I think that you have gone too far, you present something that makes me think that you are on the right path. I know it really doesn’t matter what I think, but you are truly an inspiration to so many. I’m loving the new website. Out of all of the blogs that I used to read on a daily basis, yours is the one I come to most often because I feel so good from the positive spirit that you have. I really can’t put to words how and what it makes me feel but I really look forward to reading your blogs daily.

Enough rambling…gotta do some work this morning. Take care.

Your Blog Friend (LOL),

Hey Ms. Tee!

It took me a long time to decide to write to you. Although I read your blog daily and yours was one of the first one to get me to start blogging to begin with…I don’t know you. I feel like I know you, like you are my crazy little sister living her crazy life.

I love what you are doing! You have shown the most strength in your journeys to Dallas. Your faith in God is so awesome! Sometimes when I read what you have written, I think that this cannot be true, that you are just that good of a writer. But then I think that it doesn’t really even matter if it’s fiction or not because the message rings loud and clear. You are like a motivational speaker right now…I come to your blog to be inspired.

Before when I was blogging regularly, I was so consumed with negativity. The blog was my outlet for all that I was going through. Through blogging and all of the friends that I made, I decided that negativity breeds negativity. So I stopped putting only the negative things down. When you think positive and put things in God’s hands he takes care of whatever you NEED.

Just want to say that you keep doing you (not that you could ever do anything else LOL) and your dreams will come true. I know they will!

Ya know Tee.. I read your blog, it bugs me that people try to discourage you from doing your thing. If I just started reading your blog, I would think you were crazy to embark on this journey….BUT…knowing you as long as I have known you..LOL!!..it just seems right for you. This is (whatever this is..) is what you are supposed to be doing. You have come such a long way, and there are many people that only WISH they had the nerve, ambition, and guts to do what you are doing…to live the life you are living, and to be blessed like you are blessed. It just pisses me off when readers, lurkers and (from what you have said) friends trip off of the way that you live YOUR Life.

okay. rant officially over.


THANK YOU!

I’m not sure why I can’t sleep. I’m excited in my spirit for no reason at all but I’m enjoying this happy, hopeful feeling. Maybe something spectacular about to happen.

There’s also this story in my head that won’t go away. It happens like that sometimes and I can’t sleep until I release it. Maybe If I tell it, I can get some rest.

Ok. It’s a story about a flashback. That’s sometimes how my intuition leads me. Ughhh..I don’t wanna tell this story because it’s soo weird but. I’ll do it. You all think I’m weird anyway, there’s no suprising you.

Ok. Remember when my friend Tommy visited from Chicago and he came to visit me at the office when I was working for the website? Well, we walked over to the Galleria Mall and had lunch at the Cafe Grande Lux. While we were there, I saw 3 men walk in. They were all light skinned Black men. As soon as I saw them I felt in my heart, “Those are The Prez’s friends.” I shook my head at the thought. I don’t know why I felt that but I did.

While Tommy and I sat there and had our lunch, the 3 men sat at the bar near us and kept looking at our table. I tried to ignore them but I couldn’t really because there was that weird feeling that wouldn’t go away.

Before we finished our meal, the 3 men stood up and walked away from the bar. Before walking away, one of them straight up gave me the dirtiest look. He stared me down like, “Bitch what?!” I’ll never forget him because he had green eyes like mine.

I poked Tommy who had his back to the guys. “Did you see that guy easin me?!”

Tommy looked over at their retreating figures. “No, you’re imagining things Tee.”

I knew I wasn’t imagining that dirty look but I shrugged it off.

I ended up leaving that job the next week and a week after that I’m sitting up typing on my laptop like I’m doing now and I get this flashback of the 3 guys at the bar. Then I get another flashback- a connection.

The first time I went to that restaurant at the mall with my co workers, my old director came in and grabbed me and told me that we were all going to go to lunch to brainstorm about a new upcoming feature. TRUE! I was excited. When she invites us to lunch, it’s usually on the company and at that time I hadn’t gotten my first paycheck yet so I was pumped!

When our team got to the restaurant we stood in a semi circle near the hostess booth waiting for a table. I got this weird feeling and I looked up and there were 3 light skinned men staring at me. They were checking me out with no shame and I could tell that they were pleased with what they saw. Since I’m used to men reacting this way when they see me, I became a little annoyed and turned away from them. I was more embarrassed than anything because I was with my co workers and I want to appear to be a professional and not some chick that guys wanna f**k.

So I was typing just like I am now and I had those flashbacks of me at the restaurant and …it hit me.

Those were the same guys!

Those 3 guys were there BOTH times I visited the restaurant. Weird huh? Scary? I’m crazy huh? I know it.

When I told my friends they just laughed at me and said, “I love your imagination.”

I shrugged because who knows why I felt like they were connected to The Prez in some way.

I also had a different flashback experience another time.

Once again I’m sitting here typing and I have this flashback. I saw this lady at the poetry reading I went to. For some reason she stood out among everyone else. She was sooo pretty, well dressed and just…like whoa! In my mind I gave her props because she was the best looking woman in there. I was like, “That’s me in the future.” That night I didn’t think anything of it. I just thought she was another tight Dallas chick.

Then a second flashback came to me- a connection. I remember being at work and seeing this woman come in. She had on a visitors badge. She was wearing casual clothes and carrying a boxed lunch down the hall. I didn’t speak to her. We never made eye contact.

As the two flashbacks played over and over, I made a connection. Wait…I know this sounds crazy but..I could swear in my heart I felt that was The Prez’s Mom. Both women were the SAME person, well..at least in my mind. Wait…The Prez’s Mom was at the poetry night when I performed? Huh?

~blushing~ I told ya’ll I was weird.

Lord, please don’t let me get committed but this is how my heart felt and my intuition led me to believe. Maybe it was my infatuation creating these connections just so I could feel closer to him.

I don’t know… All I know is, the same way I was on that plane and my heart spoke to me and said, “You will miss your connection and you will spend the night in Orlando and you will see Donovan Daniels tonight,” and it really happened…well…That’s how I felt about these two incidents.

Lord, help me. ~smile~ I do believe I am over him because I don’t get the same tingly feelings when he crosses my mind and I don’t feel sexually attracted to him anymore but… I could be wrong.

~yawn~

I do feel better now that that story is out there.

Go ahead…laugh if you want. I’m going to bed. I feel relieved.

If you’re trying to add me as a friend you’re gonna have to send me a message so I will know who you are. My page is private for no real reason, there’s nothing juicy on there. But you can see what I have.

My top friends are: Raycita, Ruby, Anna, my sister, Tamara, Brandon, Juli & Suezette.

I don’t write on anyone’s page or send out those comments things unless it’s their birthday. I’m not really into myspace but…Anna is..so I use it to interact with her. Her page is like a PARTY!

I was a complete ball of energy today!

I’m so excited! Ever since I posted the story about the engagement my website has been blowing up! I had no idea how many hits I’d get from posting this story and I feel so special and grateful that God chose me to write it. Look at how much exposure my site is getting! Wow!

I try not to read it because everytime I do I find a word or sentence that I should change but since I know I’m never satisfied due to my perfectionist tendencies, I just..leave it alone. The couple called me today to discuss the story and I blessed them and they blessed me back. I know they are famous now because of the slide show but they are really regular people my age and I’m glad I could take part in their joy. I hope they become even more famous and maybe even receive some financial blessings because of how their relationship has blessed the world.

I even had to call my sister to tell her thankyou for suggesting I put the story on my own website when I didn’t hear back from any of the other publications that I tried to sell the story to. See….when doors seem to be closed, it’s not over. You’re just being redirected toward an even greater destiny.

I think about how I’m usually home by myself and I’m amazed by the fact that it doesn’t bother me at all. Imagine if I was here desperate for attention or friendship…I’d be a mess. Running behind people who don’t mean me well, just because I was afraid to be alone.

That ain’t me at all. In fact, I’ve met quite a few people here but I still don’t call any of them to hang out because I don’t like to interrupt people’s lives like that and I really don’t mind being by myself. I have extremely high standards in friendships and I won’t compromise that just to have company. If people call me, I only go if I have peace and feel positive vibrations from them.

Ya’ll wanna know something funny about me? I’m a BIG BALL of energy! If you met me, you’d probably try to pass me a blunt and tell me to calm down. I don’t know why I get like that when I’m happy but I just like to bless people and tell them how great they are and how great their lives are gonna be. Although I’m usually anti social, I am a great party hostess because I love to plan exciting games and things for people to get to know each other better. But things have to be planned because I’m moody and if I’m not in the right mood, you don’t wanna be around me.

Ya’ll..I am just so grateful to God right now. I feel like I’m so in love. I know nothing I do is seperated from Him. I’d love to meet other people who feel the same way or who at least recognize His hand in their lives.

Tonight I was feeling kinda antsy about the feelings and vibrations that lead my life. You know, how I can tell what is going on with a person without them telling me..just by the vibrations I feel when I’m around them. I can see the truth even when they are trying to hide it from me. I wish I could meet someone else who has these feelings and revelations. Is there anyone else who feels like they travel in a big ball of light? Does that sound weird?

I dug around on the net to see if I could find anything related to what I was dealing with and I came up with the term, Clairsentience.

It said: It is a form of extra-sensory perception wherein a person acquires psychic knowledge primarily by means of feeling. There are many different degrees of clairsentience ranging from the perception of diseases of other people to the thoughts or emotions of other people. The ability differs from third eye in that this kind of ability can not have a vivid picture in the mind. Instead, a very vivid feeling can form.

Another school of thought says that our “sixth sense” grows when we do spiritual practice. With regular spiritual practice done according to basic spiritual principles we increase our “spiritual level” and are able to perceive and experience the “subtle world” to greater degrees.

Maybe all of this seeking God for every little thing and following my peace has me extra sensitive to the spiritual side of things around me. I called Kim and spoke to her about it and she said, “With your faith walk, you have to have that Tee. If God is going to have you out all by yourself, He had to give you that gift so that you won’t be misled. It’s a gift to be able to feel the truth of situations when people are trying to lie or mislead you.”

It reminded me of going to that “party” with Kia in Houston and how I felt like it was wrong before we even left the house. And immediately before I entered the house party, I “heard” in my spirit, “Pray over yourself.” And I did.

Once before I was talking to one of my co workers and she showed me a picture of her husband. I immediately felt bad for her. From his picture I could just…tell that he didn’t respect her or value her the way she wanted. All I said was, “He looks like he is a handful.” She looked suprised by my assessment but I knew that it was the truth.

Well…whatever it is about me that I find to be extremely peculiar, it’s okay- someone loves it. My friends do. My kids do. God does, He made me this way.

I’m sitting in my bed. I took this bed coming to me as a sign that God wants me to stay here because I wasn’t interested in buying furniture simply because I know that when it’s time to go on to my next opportunity, I don’t want to have to deal with giving away furniture and stuff like that. I’m trying to live a minimalist lifestyle until I am certain that I can take good care of myself and I’m in a positive environment for me to grow.

People don’t get that…and I don’t really try to explain anymore. Sometimes when you’re bogged down by an extravagant lifestyle you become a slave to that lifestyle and you can’t walk away from a bad situation because you can’t imagine life without the frills.

I ain’t scared. I know that I will live extremely, RIDICULOUSLY comfortably one day but for right now, I’ll go without the big luxuries until I find my perfect place. I was satisfied to live a very basic life because I knew I needed to maintain the flexibility to run after my next opportunity if need be.

But look what happened? I didn’t ask for a bed. I wasn’t looking for one. I got one as a gift from God just as I was trying to decide if I should make another move. Now that’s a sign if I ever saw one. I do love Dallas, Texas. I want to stay and I’m thinking…maybe God wants me to stay here too. He’ll make a way, I know He will.

Miracle shall follow miracle…

I can’t say that all of my past romantic relationships have been a burden on my heart. Although the break ups were hard, I managed to remain friends with the men who said they loved me. Except of course, the man who fathered my children. Regardless, I believe true love supercedes romance and sexual advances. True love is based on mutual respect and friendship.

I check up on my ex’s on occasion to send them blessings and advice on how to treat whatever woman they are with with honor. Joe recently told me that he’s now engaged to his girlfriend. I was so happy to hear that! I’m sure she feels some sort of relief now. We don’t speak often, but when we do, it’s good to hear that his life is flowing in a positive direction.

These two letters hit my e-mail box recently and blessed me so much. I deleted the names to keep them confidential but I really appreciate the senders because it’s rare that I receive such sweet words from men.

I just can’t wait until I hear them from a man who is NOT in a relationship with some other chick. ~smile~ But I guess..love is love.

Hi Tee,

I just want to thank you for the birthday call the other day, it really did mean alot to me that you did call. It made me think back to when we used to call each other at 12:01am to say Happy Birthday, Merry Christmas, Happy Valentine’s Day, etc. Those were some good ol’ days. But thanks again. I hope you have/had a great weekend, and have a great week too. And if you’re still in Texas come November, perhaps we can hang out. Take care, and talk to you later.

Here is my favorite letter of all time.

Sweet Te,

You know I’ve been rooting for you on the low, right?

I check in on you every blue moon just to see how you’re doing. And I see you’re still doing you — to the utmost.

The new website is tight. I’m glad to see you’re still deadset on living your dream.

You know, when you’ve been connected to somebody — even for a short time — that connection doesn’t break easily. Not if it was ever real. I’m saying that because it’s sort of ironic that I crossed your mind last night, because you happened to be on my mind pretty heavy last night, too.

Perhaps we’re still connected in some way. Sometimes I wonder if our connection was supposed to be different. I think sometimes the universe can draw men and women together for reasons neither really understands at the time, but because we’re sexual beings we tend to explore what comes natural, what comes easy. I don’t say that to discount our experience together. But maybe you thought we’d be friends forever because we were supposed to be friends from the start — at least to start with.

That’s not necessarily an invitation, just a revelation, I guess. I think I’d be your friend even if we never communicated again. I actually prayed for you the other night. Praying for other people is not something I do very often at all. It wasn’t the first time I prayed for you. But it was a much different prayer than the first time. I see God working in your life and through your life. And it touches me. And pushes me.

I had Kanye’s video on repeat last night, you know the one for that new song where he says “y’all can’t tell me nuthin!” I thought to myself, no wonder why she digs Kanye so much. They both have that same imperative spirit. That, plus your faith let’s me know you’re going to be fine. Matter fact, you already are.

So I’ll keep watching you, and maybe I’ll learn how to Walk It Out, too… And to think, you tried to convince me you didn’t know how to dance.

Awwww…. He makes me smile! Thank you.

I’d like to get to know my readers a little better. I think it would be fun to chat with you and see what we have in common.

I’ve decided to set aside Tuesday evening from 8pm-9pm (central) to chat with you on yahoo messenger.

I usually have my settings set to ignore anyone who is not on my friends list but I’ll change the settings during that time in case anyone wants to log in and say Hi to me or ask me questions.

You can ask me anything as long as its done with a good heart. As you know I’m pretty open and I’m also great with offering words of encouragement for your life. You don’t have to add me to your messenger, but if you want to you can. Just type a note into the add request letting me know that you are a reader of my blog and I will accept you.

yahoo id: ptygrneyez{at}yahoo.com

I’ll chat with you on Tuesday night!

Today is a special day.

One year ago today I arrived in Atlanta to begin my journey. If I knew that life would have taken so many turns I would have never left Miami.

If someone would have told me that in order to receive peace and joy and have abundant faith as I seek God’s divine will for my life I’d have to move to 3 different cities, live with strangers, sleep in hostels and a homeless shelter and get fired from jobs, quit jobs, living with no income, accepting donations from strangers just to eat while I set a firm foundation for my career all so I could take care of my kids and live my dream, I would have been like, “Nahh…I’m straight. I’ll be a secretary.”

Now I can see why God doesn’t always show you all the steps. He reveals the end result so you won’t be afraid of the journey and you can focus on your promise.

I drove away from Miami on August 5, 2006 not knowing that one whole year later, I still wouldn’t have my children with me. Everyday I look at their pictures and I hear their voices and I know that they are well. I remember that this isn’t the end and we will be reunited again.

The growth that I have experienced because of my faith and fearlessness is priceless and I thank God for it everyday.

This year I am wiser, stronger, more fearless and I have a set vision for my life.

Next year I will be even more wise, even more strong, accomplished and surrounded by love and laughter.

Thanks for riding out with me and sticking by me through the bumps and trials. It’s a smooth ride to completion from here. So relax and enjoy….

My Tuesday chat with readers last night went well. Three people logged on to chat with me. One person from Cincinnati, my regular chat buddy from Queens, NY and a reader named Tara from New Jersey.

They asked me all kinds of questions that made me laugh like:

What would you say if your BBDD tried to holla at you?

Um…Eww..Holla back!

What would you say if The Prez called you?

Go to hell! Naw..I’m just playin. I haven’t decided what I would say yet. I’m kinda mad because he never tried before but I never really actually TOLD him I liked him. LOL!

Do you think he reads your blog?

I wondered about that but I have no idea.

When you wrote that post where you were drunk, was that real?

Yeah! When you’re all alone in a city and you have no friends you have to learn how to entertain yourself!

Who wrote those letters from the exes?

My friend Lem wrote one and JB wrote the other one.

Sometimes you are vague when you write and other times I feel like you’re being so real. Why be vague?

Well..I try not to write anything negative about people. Even when I was at my last job I was not really waking up happy to go there towards the end. But I still tried to only say positive things. That’s why people were so shocked when I left. I’m usually vague when I’m trying to hide the identity of the person I’m writing about. Everyone knows that I write about everything but I still want to respect people’s privacy.

We chatted for well over an hour and a half and all 3 of my readers blessed me and sent out well wishes over my life. It really encouraged me! Thanks!

I spoke with Kim today. She’s in Atlanta right now picking up the last of her things before she drives back to Chicago to get her hustle on.

Talking with Kim is like…Whoa! I always hang up feeling so refreshed and focused on where I need to go in Christ. It’s as though she is right here with me blessing me everyday.

Shawna called me today as well after reading my last post. She gave me a sermon on how to give God your best and trust Him to do the rest. I only call it a sermon because she told me that her secret desire is to be a pastor. I think she’d make a great one. Although she admits that she sometimes want to shake me for the decisions that I make, she also understands that what makes her happy and content may not make me happy.

“I could look at you and tell you that I would never live life like you do,” she said. “But then you could look at me and say the same thing. That’s why I just try to support what you’re doing by giving words of wisdom when I can.”

She blesses me!

I just hung up the phone with Leon. He called to check up on me and tell me about the new car he bought his wife. Leon’s marriage is so special. Sometimes I have to ask him if he is for real. He says that his wife takes such good care of him and never tells him no when he asks for something and that’s why he will never say no to any of her requests. He also says that he doesn’t feel like he deserves a woman like her but he feels that God is showing him unconditonal love through his wife.

Amazing!

I’m hoping that it is becoming an epidemic. All around me I’m beginning to notice men who honor the women in their lives. Remember Ross, the photographer? Well, he got engaged last week. Take a look at his engagement slide show. It’s great! He planned a surprise engagement for her under the guise of a photo shoot and he even hired a private chef to make them dinner and had an artist perform spoken word for her. Dude..he WASHED HER FEET! That was soo sweet.

The best thing about meeting Ross was hearing his love story. The way he spoke about her with so much honor and awe just blew me away. He told me that through all of the women he had dated, she was the only one who let him be himself. He was raised to be a gentleman and the women he was with didn’t like him trying to be a man and take care of them. “She lets me be the man,” he said. “I appreciate that.”

I was reviewing an old email I sent to a woman a while ago. It outlined some of the things I hoped for in my life and one of them was finding a medium to give my gift of inspiration. I was hoping that I could find a business that could use my talents but now I see that it wasn’t meant to be. I accomplished my dream by creating my own vehicle of expression. When no door presents itself, take out your pen and paper and draw your own.

I’m feeling so good right now. Better than I have ever felt before. You know that feeling you get when you wake up from a good nap and then go to the bathroom to pee?Mmmm…Yeah that’s how I feel? Relieved…

No, I haven’t received my blessing yet but I can count how many times God has come through for me, sometimes placing me in uncomfortable situations in order to push me into the next phase of my journey.

Think about how I was in Miami. I couldn’t find a job. I was depressed and my mind was twisted up. He opened the door for me to go to Atlanta and work for a magazine.

Remember when I was looking for an apartment in Atlanta and all kinds of obstacles presented themselves. I was so frustrated! When I decided to move into a place on a month to month basis, look what happened, an opportunity presented itself in Houston and I wasn’t tied down by a lease so I was free to go.

What about the time in Houston when I was looking for an apartment? I finally found one but the same WEEK I was about to sign a lease, the job opportunity here in Dallas presented itself. Though I didn’t actually KNOW that I would be offered the job, in my heart I knew it was for me and I followed my peace and came here.

So now I am in my apartment in Dallas and I love this city, I love who I am. I don’t believe that God would bless me with this apartment and the peace to sign a lease if He wanted me to leave. He even gave me a bed so that I would be more comfortable just as I asked Him if I should stay or not.

Sometimes you have to look at the past in order to get you through your circumstances. And my past lets me know that God is always right on time in every situation. Who knows, this may or may not be the place of blessing for me but I know that right now I am blessed.

And I’ll be blessed tomorrow, and the next day, and the day after, no matter what happens. I’m open to being positioned by Him. I embrace the signs He sends my way and I will follow His lead no matter what anyone else says.

Miracle shall follow miracle…

I was half joking about finding someone to do it with. But I was half serious too.

Ironically I took a quick trip to the bathroom in the middle of a writing session and ~sigh~ my monthly visitor is here.

~shakes head~

I told you God protects us from ourselves sometimes.

But I was excited about going out and seeing a familiar face. My friend Mike is in town. We met at Florida. He was a bit older than I am but he was always so sweet to me. He’s married with a daughter now and living in Tampa. He and his friends meet once a year to have a fantasy football conference. What is that, you ask? I don’t really know. I think they play football on the internet or something. So they meet in a different city every year to hang out and then have their football draft.

Men can be so creative sometimes!

I arrived at Maxwell’s at 10pm. It’s this club/restaurant/karaoke bar on Beltline. I had been there once before but I didn’t stay long because I had a drink and I started to get sleepy. Plus, when you go to things by yourself, it’s not as fun.

When I got there I texted Mike to let him know that I had arrived. He texted me back saying they were about 50 minutes away. “What?! Ya’ll better be looking good!” I texted back. He had called me two hours before saying that they were already getting dressed. It only took me 45 minutes to get dressed so I don’t know what was going on with them.

As soon as I walked in I choose a table in the far corner and sat down by myself. They started the karaoke set and men and women went up to perform old time favorites like, “The Humpty Dance” and “Purple Rain”. In between each song, they played snippets from comedy shows over the large television screens and plenty of good music.

It was soo nice! I know I was there by myself but I was really enjoying myself.

I met a man. Well, he introduced himself to me. I hadn’t even been there for five minutes when I see this man walk over in my direction. He stopped right in front of me and leaned down and whispered, “I saw you walk in and I have to say, You are one beautiful woman.”

“Thank you,” I said and put on my girly girl act like I ws blushing. Whatever!

“Would you happen to be single?” he asked me. “My name is Blah.”

“Yes, but I don’t really date.”

“Why not?”

I shrugged, “I’m still trying to figure some things out.”

“Well, if I give you my card, maybe you can think about it and decide if you want to call.”

“That sounds nice,” I told him.

He handed his card to me and I put it in my purse without looking at it.

I don’t know. Regardless of all of my fantasy obsessions with men, I am not attracted to men easily. I have to be impressed by a man before I can be attracted to him. Most times I can tell upfront that I don’t like a man no matter how nicely he presents himself. It’s not really about looks either. Remember I like nerdy guys. The muscles and the chiseled features don’t do a damn thing for me. I like entrepreneurs. I like status. I like success. I don’t want anyone’s employee, I want THE BOSS! If he’s not any of those things then I am uninterested. ~shrugs~

If only men introduced themselves with a copy of their resume stapled to their lapel. That way I could get more excited about meeting them.

I had no problem waiting on Mike and his friends because I was enjoying the music too much. By the time my phone chimed and I saw a text from him asking, “Where are you?” I was nice and happy.

“I’m over in the eating area,” I typed back. “Against the wall.”

I stook up and looked around, expecting him to appear. I haven’t seen him in maybe 6 years but we keep in touch over the IM almost every day. He shows me pictures of his daughter and his wife who just finished her master degree. He and his friends plan cruises and travel together with their wives. He has a great house and he even plants flowers and bushes because he loves gardening. He’s the quintessential family man. No debt. No worries. He just does what he loves to do. He’s a good person. Everyone who knows him loves him.

I actually met him my freshman year of college at some event or another. One night I ran into him hanging outside of my dorm and I asked him, “I don’t have anything to do tonight. Do you know what’s going on?”

He opened his cell phone and made a phone call. When he closed it he said, “Some girls I know are going to the movies tonight. They will be here in 10 minutes to pick you up.”

He’s so nice!

I saw a figure approaching me. The man smiled and I knew it was him. He gave me a big brotherly hug and we headed to the bar to get drinks.

Man…it feels so good to see someone that I know loves me!

We walked over and he introduced me to all 8 of his crew. It turns out that they all did their undergrad at Florida so I was excited to see so many successful Black Gators. I remembered a few of them but most of them were a lot older than I am, but very attractive I might add.

We drank and danced and danced. In Texas they do a lot of line dancing so I was able to learn a few more steps to add to my poor repertoire. In Dallas I’m actually a good dancer, well according to the men. They don’t understand that my style of dancing was what I was raised on. In 1st grade we had Doo Doo brown contests in the parking lot and that’s just Miami style to know how to shake your ass. In Miami I am a horrible dancer. My friends all tell me to sit down. But here I am a star! LOL!

I didn’t get home until 1:30am and Mike called me to make sure I made it home safely. He and his friends plan to play golf this morning, teeing off at about 7:30am and then they are going bowling before they start their fantasy draft.

Hopefully, I’ll see him again before he leaves but if not, at least I got a hug to tide me over until I get to see another friendly face. It’s good to have friends.

A few of my most memorable posts from the past.

No More Days Like This
My son hits his head and I can’t find my bra to take him to get stitches.

The Real Ms. Tee
I have a twin in New Orleans.

The House On Chapel Drive
Tamara’s 25th Birthday Celebration In Tallahassee

Hot & Cold With The Attorney
My dream date with a Miami attorney with a surprise ending. He’s also a blogger in our community, I hear. ~wink~.

The Worst Night Ever
Trapped on South Beach in a cold ass parking lot with my friend Sylvia.

All In My Head
Daydreaming about a better future.

Black Faces: After Hurricane Katrina
My recount of watching the events surrounding Hurricane Katrina.

We Suffer In Silence
The post that pushed me to confront my abusive relationship.

Baby Steps
My baby goes to kindergarten and learns how to open his milk.

101 Things
101 Things I’d Never Reveal On a First Date and othe embarrassing facts about me.

Can you think of any other posts that you can’t forget?