Is This The End.....?

Sunday, damn I didn't want to wake up. I didn't want to think about shit, I didn't want to look at the clock, I didn't want to pack, hell, calling my moms and telling her I was locked up actually crossed my mind. In my family, if you get locked, you stay locked. So ask me again if that I didn't think that was a good idea. I was awaken by my woman who decided to surprise me and shit. First off a brotha is mad tickleish, I confess. After about 15 minutes of toe curling, eye popping, waking up excersises, I ended up tapping out to the pressure. "Just waking up in the morning gotta thank God" - damn Cube couldn't say it any better.

We laid there and chilled out. Talked about how much we didn't want to split up, time be on crack when you having fun for real. I attempted to put in Dawn of the Dead cause I been advertising this movie to her for the longest and we never really had the chance to actually watch it. My DVD player part of the P2 was on some bullshit so I was already upset cause this movie took some time to work. When it actually did, she fell asleep on it....

*mental note - never, ever, eva, eva, eva, eva try and convince someone to focus on something after a night of drinking and smoking, it works like a remote with one battery. *

.....anyway, the movie never finished, and we decided to have some more champaigne and an el. Still laying down holding each other. Now the day is Sunday and of course she told me to call my boy. I sort of knew what to expect this time so I just called and his phone was on some shit this time so I pretty much was like forget it. Before we got dressed, I asked about breakfast and she said IHOP, after that, the only other thing that was sweet and worth eating was still laying down next to me.

I didn't think that IHOP would be that packed. We had to leave and come back because the place was so crowded. The grill was still on even in IHOP!!! I guess this is where the University of MD hangs out at cause I saw NO white people, and the ones I did see look like they came from Save the Last Dance or some shit. Anyway, I suffered from PSAHS or Post Shower Ashy Hands Syndrome and needed some relief. After that, we waited some more, and then we ended up sitting. The looks we got for real, I really know now what it feels like to be a piece of meat. I will say this, with those looks....dark skinned people have officially made a comeback.

Now it was time for the mall again, my moms told me she wanted a Cinnamonster so it was on. Back to the mall, I decided to call Jerk once again to see if we could meet up. Seeing that we were the same distance from the mall it would be easier. We get there, and she tells me about a lake that she wanted to take me to. I was cool with it, and seeing that J Jerk and I actually exchanged words BEFORE we left the mall, this seemed like an easy move to make. Let me tell you, we were in that fucking mall a good 2 maybe 3 hours and NO JERK!!! That pissed me off so I decided to roll an el in the parking lot. Hell we were both stressed about that fiasco. To the point I lost my sweats on the way to the car to produce a smile on her face. I smoke, and I realize its just a matter of time till I have to go to the airport. Her cell phone goes off, I know this is something that I never mentioned, but it has been going off for quite some time. I don't want to ask, so I don't. When the shit happened for the third time in like an hour, I started to wonder and when she answered it....my curiosity was extinguished by her face and tone. I won't go there...that's her business. After what I read tonight, she shouldn't be his business anymore either.

Getting to the airport was cool, we got there with little time to go before I get on the plane. Ok black folks quick PSA, GET THERE ON TIME YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!!!!!!!!!

Now anyway, I could've made the flight but my luggage would've been on the next one. Leave my woman now and wait at my airport for another hour, or relax and chill with her.....easy choice there. So we went back to the car. Nope, no treasure hunt this time, we just went back and talked some more. Talked some more about us and our future. This weekend, so damn surreal yet more real than anything. The phone goes off again, she looks, curses, and well like I said, that portion is on her to tell you (if she wants to).

A little mad about everything, we drove to this little gas station where we got a chance to let off some steam about J Jerk and the 'other' things that kept us on our toes this weekend. HA!! For those who think that trying to disrupt this weekend by your little 6th grade antics please understand, you've done nothing but pushed us together even more. We talked, had some more quiet time and refocused on the weekend.

Back to the airport, everything was still cool, except security, that's for another blog. OH!!!! Real quick, the white girl with the hot pink sweater with matching tights and BLACK fishnet sandal shoes gets the best dressed chicken award. You earned it girl, honorable mention to her friend who let her come out the house like that and probobly said "damn gurl, scared of you"

Mental note - Fat girls and bright colors don't mix.

I got on the plane whose seats didn't look like they came from a greyhound, once again I was the only black man on the plane. People looking at me like "oh thank God we have one of those Marshall's on board" what the fuck I look like? Wesley in Passenger 57? Anyway, before we took off I talked to K* who was sad I was going, but the bright side was come the end of the month it will be my birthday next. 2 days after Christmas. I prayed, and the plane started to move.

oh yeah, I left even more in love than I already was.....and you know what?

It was real.