LAND! *falls to the ground*
Oh my GOODNESS where do I start?
So we’re back from sunny Florida with luggage heavy from presents and shopping, well, mostly shopping, even I got a few goodies and I hate shopping more than anything…
So let’s start from the beginning….
Thursday…
Drove with the intention of going to Jacksonville. As usual, my head was stuck in a book/napping so I was a little cranky when we got there because it was a bit nippy and I didn’t feel like walking around some random place like a tourist. However, father was trying to show us some place called “The Landing” and it had a look of being a mall so I had to partake for my mother’s sake. It was an interesting place, kind of like how the Underground used to be in Atlanta with their random stores that aren’t anywhere else. I found a place that sold a place that sold figurines so I bought two for my mother and averted that crisis. I was also able to procure a business suit (which is like finding a needle in a haystack given my size) and slipped a prophetic black dress number two under my mothers nose. Still haven’t gotten the audacity to wear number one, but you never know…times they are a changing.
So it was about eight when we left Jacksonville. The plan was to stay at some hotel outside of Jacksonville, but we somehow ended up at a hotel on Daytona Beach. It was one of the most pitiful experiences of the trip. Me, on a beautiful beach, looking out at the sublime Atlantic Ocean…WITH MY PARENTS! And they wondered why I kept giving them hateful looks… It was okay though. They let me keep the balcony door open so the ocean waves could be the soundtrack to my lusty fantasies that night.
WHATEVA YO! I’M ONLY HUMAN AND THAT IS MY NUMBER ONE FANTASY… MAN….SOMEWHERE IN THE CARRIBEAN WITH THE HUSBAND TO BE…CAUSING TSUNAMI’S ON THE BEACH WITH OUR HOT…NASTY…
Sorry been reading too many of these female books…
Friday…
We continued on to Orlando, checking into our “there should be no reason why this hotel is 200 bucks a night because a motel 8 would have definitely been better” Disney resort hotel. (My sister paid like 80 bucks with her discount, but I hardly thought it was worth even that). Then we drove on to Tampa. By now I was bored because I’d finished my books and had nothing to do while we were driving aimlessly so….it was devoted to full time napping and fantasizing again.
So tell me why we went all the way to Tampa to eat a restaurant that is in 200 cities around the country? Waste of time and gas…
After that we went to the airport for my eldest sister. I only wore my line jacket then because I was wearing a sweater that shed all over my other one and didn’t want to get it messed up. (F what ya heard). I saw a Soror who said “hey Soror.” She was walking with someone who looked like her son. He was wearing a loud Kappa line jacket. I felt the Greek unity despite the fact that he wasn’t cute.
After getting my sister we headed back to the ghetto fab Disney hotel and holed up for the night.
It was then that I discovered that all of my family members snore like a fright train.
Saturday…
With a switch to a better yet still overpriced hotel, the fam minus the working Disney sister explored the Downtown Disney area. After scoping out a few places including a movie theatre whose tickets cost a whopping 9 dollars a ticket(!) My eldest sister and I lost the parents and went exploring for ourselves. We decided to see the Narnia movie (which was excellent btw) and then had dinner at a lovely 7 f’in dollar a meal McDonalds. Fortunately though, I’d squeezed a 20 out of father before we left.
BTW YOU MALES ARE JUST..I DON’T EVEN KNOW…SMACKING?! REALLY?! THAT’S WHY YOUR BROKE A** WENT TO DOWNTOWN DISNEY, A PLACE YOU DON’T EVEN HAVE TO PAY TO GET INTO, AND THEN TOLD ALL YOUR FRIENDS YOU WENT TO DISNEY WORLD! BROKE A** niglets….grumble grumble…
Okay that was mean my bad…
Sunday…
So as the years go by, Christmas becomes more about being with family and less about the presents. I totally don’t mind that because I only see my oldest sister at Christmas since she’s so busy with medical school, and despite all my complaining, I am a big family person. This year my list was short and I got everything I wanted but one thing which will be purchased shortly by me. Here’s the inventory:
A portable DVD player – from the Disney Sister
The Moments, the Minutes, the Hours: The Poetry of Jill Scott – medical school sister
(will be sharing snippits from that in the coming weeks)
Unknown – pending from medical school sister
Cosby Show Season 1
Different World Season 1 – pending me going to the store
A pedicure set – (oh yeah the toes will be looking mighty nice)
A pink velour suit
So yeah, the list was short, but it was more than made up for with the love of family and my mother paying for my college last semester with her hard earned substitute money.
After presents we ate, slept, slept some more…then me and the eldest went to check out the parks.
Disney MGM Studios…
Now since we’ve been to visit Mickey every year for the past three years or so, not much was new to us. I really just wanted to go there to get some tinker bell watercolor paintings (which are quite nice btw). While we were there though, we saw a little Narnia exhibit that made me wish I had my camera.
Epcot…
I wanted to ride the new ride they had there, but the line was long and we didn’t want to spend all night in it. Instead, we were nerds and went to this health section they had. They had this simulation ride called “Body Wars” which had the riders exploring the human body on this ship…a la that movie from way back when…where they explored a human body….in a ship…
The ride was ruined though by my sisters commentary of how inaccurate the ride was and me just not ever getting acclimated to the simulation bumps and barrel rolls…I never did like those things….
Monday (today)…
Took Disney sister to lunch (which reminds me all I had to eat today was salad…) and dropped her off at work. Then we went shopping…again…it was a jungle out there. I was more comfortable since there were black people around… I hadn’t seen any in quantity in a few days, but they were just as bad as the few smackers hanging out with Mickey and the gang…
I was my sister’s personal “here hold this while I go look for another outfit” person. I’d forgotten what shopping with her was like. After a while, I left her trifling slef and had a trip to Vicky’s, made a few purchases, most of which I KNOW I won’t be using anytime soon…but there was some smell good stuff on sale as well so I thought I would partake. It’s all about the Pure Seduction….my friend had some and I had my nose in it all day….
My arsenal of sexy girl clothes and pampering products is complete. I will now be scrubbed and buffed from head to toe, with flowing hair, silky smooth skin, and isht that DON’T STANK.
It smells like roses now…or strawberry frosting/bubble gum like that Pure Seduction fragrance….
You can’t handle me.
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YOU CAN’T HANDLE ME! CAN’T EVEN GET CLOSE! I’M SO HOT, YOU GET SINGED EVEN FROM A DISTANCE OF TEN FEET! YEAH I SAID IT! AND I’LL SAY IT AGAIN!
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I also made a few more book purchases…one of a graphic novel I read on the regular, one Dickey novel, (I thought I’d try him one more time since I liked Friends and Lovers) and one anthology of the Chronicles of Narnia for the nerd in me. I guess I’ll be reading those until school starts….
After our shopping trip, we made the long trip back to the ‘BANY. I almost hate oldies now due to Sirius channel 53, which is irregular because I usually love them, but after listening for about five days straight….you can only take so much. And then I don’t EVEN want to get into my father and the placement of his hand near his crotch area while driving. That drives me CRAZY! I swear I went to LENGTHS so that nastiness wasn’t in my field of vision…yuck…
Anyway, that was my Florida Christmas vacation.
I also procured some really fantastic music. REAL rhythm and blues. Sit back and cruise somewhere in your convertable with the top down and no particular place to go kind of music. I will turn you all on to it Jan 3. Be prepared.
Back to one of my presents really fast…the Jill Scott book of poetry? There are so many of them that apply to my life, how it was, how it is, how I want it to be, how it SHOULD be…I’m thinking I’ll base a new journal layout off of this one…maybe make it a kind of new year’s resolution to be more like this…but who knows, we’ll see.
Independent Woman (for Gia)
By Jill Scott
Today is her day
She will lounge in her home
In her bathrobe
In her slippers until 2 pm
Maybe 3
Watching talk shows on her TV.
Laughing at their problems
Cuz their problems are sooo different
She will paint her nails
Give herself a facial
And keep her answering machine on one ring
She will pick from the messages
With whom she will spend her independence night
Maybe Mike cuz he like to eat the sweetest sweets just right
Or Scott because he’s been blessed with the butcher’s cut
Or Santo becauz he likes to listen
Or maybe she’ll just stay home and cuddle with her damn self
Either way it’s fine because her mind is filled with her options
Her choices
Her maybes
It’s fine cuz her desire is filled when her libido calls
It’s fine becuz there is room for another
But only when she’s in her mood for her type of love
Today is her day.
And that’s just the way she likes it.
