Long time no speak!

Whats the deal America? Man I know its been awhile but ya boy has been busy lately. I was in training all last week at work. But I'm passed that and then see what had happened was, we got a laptop and said laptop so happened to come with an internal air card so to make a long story short one of our neighbors apparently figured out that we were co-inhabiting their wireless internet. And since this country is full of selfish people they promptly locked us out of their network. Now I tell you thats whats wrong with this country, I happen to stumble upon some free internet action and upon discovery the "owners" decide that they don't want to share. Look Jed Clampett was out shooting at some coon, and to this day I'm still not sure if that coon was racoon or coon like my cousin, lets be real yall if the show was old enough to be in black and white that means that coon could've been a forest critter or a civil rights leader. j/k. But ol' Jed came up on some bubbling crude. I felt like the wireless internet was my black gold.

Alas the Mrs. and I had to go out and "pay for our own service" but I'm not bitter. I imagine alot has happened since we last conversated, but whats fresh on my mind is a reality show I caught the other day. Celebrity Rehab. Man look if you're ever feeling down and need an escape from it all watch a reality show but I recommend Celebrity Rehab for those serious blues. For starters Half of these people I have never heard of so at first it was like man this is some b.s. But when they gathered in a circle and started discussing with their family members how their addictios affected them, the roller coaster started. You have the perfect ingredients for a celebrity rehab recipe. A porn star, of course, Brigette Neilson who is going to ride the reality show train to every stop it makes, some american idol finalist which doesn't surprise me because I imagined thats where they all go to die, and a couple of people who I think just really need help and happen to volunteer for celebrity rehab.

I know I got problems but watching other peoples problems on the big screen is a very comforting feeling for me. Because at the end of the day I know I've done some dum things and said some dum things but I thank the lord that he didn't make me O.J. Simpson or like Flavor Flav. Man look O.J. my boy but he is really making me wonder. Why don't he sit his dumb a** down somewhere. You live in miami why the hell would you let some dudes talk you into going to get yo sh** form these dudes in Vegas with guns. I could see if Johhny was Still Alive, RIP, but everybody know once he died all chances of victory were slim to none. You think T.I. would be still locked up if Johhny was alive hell no. I look at Johhny Cochran like he was a guardian angel over young dumb black men. But sad to say we beat that pinata till all the candy was gone. Thanks OJ and Puffy.

I'm through ramblin for now I just wanted to shoot the breeze since we aint spoke in awhile but I'll get back with yall. Keep it 100.

When it rains it pours...

Nothing has been more truer than those words, when it rains it pours. Can someone explain to me why that is the case almost every time. Just when you think you just got over one hump here comes the whole damn world crashing down on you all at the same time. For me is my car, first it's my tires, then it's my head gasket (so i thought), then my starter, and of course can't forget the brakes and to rotate or in my case replace the roters. Damn can a B!tch get a break.! All this and I still haven't recieved my debit card from my bank so if I'm conducting any business it had better be during bank hours so I can run over to withdraw all my little money to hand right over to this mechanic and keep my fingers crossed in hopes that he doesn't try to screw me over. Luckily my income tax came just in time and God handed me an umbrella for my rainy days. Anyway, I've been working so much for the last three weeks and haven't really had a full day off and when I tell you guys I'm tired you couldn't begin to understand how exhausted I am. I work for a huge retail chain that happens to sell sneakers and apparell. You probably have seen the uniform in your local mall, the one that looks like we should be at a basketball game working the floor. (I look so good in black and white). I love what I do because I'm so into fashion and all that other jazz. Plus it doesn't hurt that I'm the manager. I know you're probably thinking, well if you're the manager then you should be able to take the days off that you need, but it doesn't work that way. As a matter of fact it's kind of the opposite. When you manage a business you want to make sure that your days off are not going to hurt your busy days. What I mean by that is no one is going to take care of your customers and your business the way that you do. So of course Fridays and Saturdays are out of the question as far as days off are concerned. Mondays are office days so that's out of the question, now all you have is Tues.-Thursday. Sundays are touchy also. I can't complain too much, I'm actually doing something I like to do and I'm pretty damn good at it. Plus working in some nice tight black pants and the coolest sneakers doesn't hurt either. It's not all smooth sailing though. There's a constant hustle on making your goals each day and keeping on top of paperwork because when those Auditors hit your store that's exactly what they do they HIT your store. They dig and dig and dig through all your paperwork until they find everything wrong. That part of the job is not so fun but it makes you a more organized person. My audit just passed and I tell you all it was rough and the reason for my exhaustion. Since I haven't had a day off in a few weeks I'm definately starting to feel it. Anyway my StarBucks internet time is about finished and I can't get back on at home, the person we were "borrowing" the wireless signal caught wind of our connection and has permanately cut us off. We'll be getting our own wireless thing soon after I get caught up with paying for all this sh!t with my car. Anyway guys nothing exciting right now but Mr. P and I are going to be holding a "forum" on relationships coming up pretty soon so look out for that. We would love to hear comments and questions you guys might have so feel free to hit me up.....

BLEACH

Do you remember watching Saturday morning cartoons? I just knew that I was learning Karate by watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Or like you and your cousins would fight to see who is going to be Michael Angelo, Rafael, Donatello or Leonardo, O to be 28 again... Just kiddin'. I thought that I would out grow the fact that I love watching cartoons but I honestly haven't. I still wake up in the mornings and watch the hell out of the cartoons with the kids. About a couple of years ago while staying up passed my allotted bedtime I came across a cable channel called Adult Swim. My life has never been the same since. They actually make cartoons for adults now. I mean I always knew that they did something like that with the whole Simpson's thing but I mean like Adult content type of cartoons.? GENIUS! Family Guy and Futurama are just two of our favorite shows that we love to watch on Adult Swim. Well once again AS comes to rescue our dull filled evening with this new type of cartoon looking anime' type of series called BLEACH. Mr. P and I were instantly hooked. The main character's name is Ichigo Kurasaki and he kicks major ass. He's always had the gift (or curse) of seeing souls of the dead. WICKED! That would suck.. Could you imagine seeing the souls of the dead??? That wouldn't trip you guys out? Anyway's he could see these souls and he'd always try to help them. So in comes this chick Rukia (english version/japanese version Lukia) and she's this soul reaper from a place called The Soul Society. Anyway somehow she ends up giving him all her powers and he becomes almost like a substitute Soul Reaper and he can actually shed his outer body and fight these "hollows" that torture and eat the souls of the dead. Of course there's more to the story, way more to the story and anyway I say all that to say that whoever created this anime series is a creative genius and all my Kudos go out to you man! It's a genuinely good show nothing nerdish about watching this sh*t. That ichigo is a beast, he can fight, he never says die, and he's always determined to stay alive to make sure he can protect his loved ones. We should all take a lesson from Bleach.

Mr. P and I love this cartoon. We watch about 2-3 episodes a night. We ended up buying the damn DVD's because Adult Swim just stopped playing it. Great marketing ploy to keep us wanting more to the point where we just had to know what happed so we went and caved in and bought it at some Anime shop. (i didn't even know they existed). But if you want to know what the hell I'm talking about maybe you could pull some episodes off of youtube. Me personally I would start watching it from the very 1st episode cuz alot of stuff could get quite confusing. Anyway my typing all this is taking my Ichigo away from me so gotta go!!!

When In Rome...

For the last five years football and every other relevant sport has been stuffed down my throat. So much so that I have learned to love the game. If you can't beat'em join'em, right ladies? Why should I let him have all the fun? There is no reason us women can't enjoy a sport where the players consist of beautifully sculptured rich men on the field fighting for that extra inch just to get the first down! Those men are gladiators! My favorite part in watching these games is when I hear the helmets crashing into each other and it makes that CRUNCH-ing noise! That's when you know that there is about to be some football getting played. I was one of those girls that just went with her man, to look pretty, while he watched the game. When you have the kind of man that I do, at any given moment his phone would ring and it would be someone from anywhere in the country to ask him about some game score, what are his predictions on the next game, or even what college did a specific player attend, it can get quite aggravating. So instead of getting angry that he'd rather watch a game then whisper sweet nothings in my ear, I started asking questions as well. This man is so knowledgable about the sport I thought "When in rome...".
Ladies there is nothing sexier to men than a woman that actually knows what she's talking about when it comes to sports (and can cook)! That just gives you something else you can share with him. Now he's got no excuse as to why you can't go with him to the sports bar or wherever it is he said he's going to watch the game at. I'm not a master of all the rules yet but I have a general understanding of the game which consist of more than just knowing when they score a touchdown. I'm still learning the ins and outs of the whole thing but this is something i'm ejoying sharing with him. I'm pretty sure he enjoys teaching me. He gets a kick out of me when I'm screaming at the TV because the Ref. made a bum call. I know football season has come and gone already, GO GIANTS, but if you start now you could be ready for next season and this time you don't have to be the lost little pretty girl!

I'm not riiiiich b***ch

Whats the deal america? Man I just got back from the casino. I'm personally starting to think casinos are waaaay overated. Now I will admit that I haven't been to vegas yet but as far as the only one that I've been to twice, both times I have walked away disappointed. But maybe I went in expecting vegas or some casino that I've seen in any movie. But I enjoyed myself because of the people I went with but as for the casino itself I'm waiting to see better. Man there were so many old people smoking inside. It was like they all wanted to die there at the same time. I was like "is this a cult and they don't drink poison kool-aid anymore?" So I just moved to the bar and pretended to know how to play video poker and managed to waste enough time for the bartender to notice me and start sending some drinks my way. Terrible. I had two back to back cavs (cranberry and vodka) and I wasn't even sweating. Since that pissed me off the adrenaline from me getting mad burnt up whatever lil alchohol I had in my system. I drank a corona after that and just called it quits. Now I'm not a gambler I really went to just drink but once I saw that a buzz was extinct in this casino I just squandered away a few bucks on penny slots. Yeah I know I'm a cheapskate and its pretty ironic that a cheapskate is complaining about not having a good time at a casino but I look at casinos like women. If the right one comes along I spend a lil bread but until then this casino is my hoodrat and so she gets no cash.

Mrs. P's thoughts on the NIU Shooting

Can someone explain to me how a guy carrying a shottie and two handguns can just walk into a lecture hall and not be noticed until he's aiming at the professor? I mean I understand it's a big campus but Damn! A shotgun isn't a small weapon you could hide in your purse. You mean to tell me noone saw him walking on campus with his artillery of weapons? I'm sorry but I find that hard to believe. What is this world coming to? It's hard enough trying to study for finals, getting acclamated to the social pyramids in school and just being away from your family but now you have to be weary of getting shot while trying to achieve higher learning.? How can I be comfortable sending my kid off to college or junior high for that matter when I can't even trust the the school administration to ensure there is enough security in place that something like this wouldn't happen. The Northern Illinois University shooting is just one of far too many instances where some disgrutled guy thinks it's ok to take innocent peoples lives to make a statement. What pisses me off even more about this is the guy shot himself. He didn't even give the police the pleasure of shooting him. I mean if he intended to die anyway right? I'm sorry if I'm coming out heartless but did he have a heart when he just opened fire on a full house of innocent young people? No he didn't. He didn't leave a note as to why or any sort of explanation just a selfish act from an obvious psycho. The man was smart though you must admit. He even recieved honors from NIU, when he was a student there, for his research on self-inflicted wounds among prisoners in the U.S. prison system. Whats even more twilight zone-ish is that the University had gone into a lockdown in December when campus police found threats, racial slurs and references to the Virginia Tech shootings on one of the campus's bathrooms wall. At that point is where I would make sure security is tight. Especially if I live on campus? O hell yea I'm going to make sure I have emergency exit plans for every possible situation that arises. I mean even if i'm on the toilet I'm going to make sure that if something pop off I know exactly what to do, pull my pants up grab the toilet paper and run... I know i'm just going off about this shooting but it's just crazy to me you guys how much this country is changing and not necessarily for the better. It's kinda hard knowing that my kids have to be worried about getting shot and my eldest is only is 7th grade. I couldn't imagine the pain that those families in Illinois are going through right now. My prayers go out to them and I hope they can find the peace in knowing that their children are being taken care of by an awesome God. Think about it!!

I'm Back

What's the deal america? I'm chillin just got home from work? Man i must say this was a pretty good valentines day. God blessed me with the finances to get a gift for all of my ladies today. Now before you haters start calling me a hypocrite cause what you just got from that sentence was that god made me a pimp. I bought a gift for my mom, Mrs. P, and my two lil girls. so I thought that was pretty sweet. Mrs. P got me a sweet watch to replace the first sweet watch that she got me that I lost a few months ago. I'm still hurting from losing that watch but this is kinda like when your mom accidentally runs over your dog but turns around and buys you another one. I mean this new one is pretty f-ing tight, but there's still a place in my heart for "old yeller". Its funny how some people celebrate their valentines days. I am pretty tired of typing the whole word valentine but i hate saying v-day. V-day sounds like a tragic event is about to happen like the end of the world or your girlfriend tells you her period is late, or popeyes ran out of chicken. So I heard a women say today her husband never buys her anything for valentines day, but she alawys buys him stuff. The real question here is does he have the cure for cancer? Obviously this man is a genius because if he can pull that off and still be married he 's ten times smarter than me. (only ten times) But her explaination was that their first valentines day he was sick and by the time the second valentines day came around they were engaged so they had to save money for the wedding and ever since she hasn't recieved a gift. Fellas I'll tell you what whoever that guy is, he is the official michael jordan of relationships because twice in a row he took an ill advised shot but he still ended up scoring. And now time for the disclaimer for Mrs. P "the views expressed buy Mr. P on howeliving.blogspot.com do not directly reflect the views of Mr. P in the our relationship. Its just that he is a guy and real guys know real guys." Speaking of real guys what is going on with this sudden demand for male cosmetics? I really don't get it. Man Purses, man makeup? Man please! Are you freaking kidding me? Forget bald eagles, real men are an endangered species and people you know what I'm talking bout. If I offend you I'll just say I'm sorry with a smile. My goal here is to never try to purposely offend anybody, but I'm american and obviously we are know to let loose friendly fire. But seriously what country is going to respect us. Middle Easterners are probably like "yeah we hold hands, but yall wear mascara." The men of this country need to become spartans again. Spartans defended their country, pleased their women and raised their kids. Instead I see alot of those persian type dudes from the movie. you know the ones, taking xo's and feeling other dudes and women. Man for real I know its valentines day but I needed to get that off my chest. It just saddens me when i hear statistics on the radio like black women make up 75% of hiv postive people in houston! Man thats sad, so sad that you got to be like it can't be that high. But then you start thinking shiiiit these dudes going to jail fucking with other dudes and then coming home to his girl thinking he can quit cold turkey. But from what I see on Oprah and Ricki Lake these dlb's (down low brothers for those that don't know) apparently have a mind state of and I quote "Shit I aint gay I just sometime like to have a another man give me head." WHAT?! Man you couldn't be gayer if your name was Gayle Gayman. I'm saying that to say this I'm not bashing gay people but these dudes are heavy contributers to that 75% that is making Black women look like whores unjustly. Man I love my people but we got to do better. Well let me close church cause I'm rambling so keep it 100.

The Valentines day Massacre

Why is Valentines day so important to us women? Why do we expect all these gifts from these men to assure us of their undying love for us? Because they are supposed to that's why. I mean we're the ones that takes care of them all year long, being supportive of them on their jobs, buying them shoes and PS3's. Need I go on? Valentines is a day when women are supposed to be pampered and woo'ed. You guys have all year to plan for this occasion so why do you continue to wait till the last minute to get all your shopping done thus the end result being a not so romantic trip to the mall. I mean I'm not saying that the chocolates have to be Godiva but I mean put alittle thought into the day. Make us feel special. In most cases women don't want chocolates, to be honest. How about drawing your woman a bath and gently placing rose petals (or her favorite flowers petals)in the tub while you tell her how much you appreciate her. It might sound sappy fellas but trust me it works. I know that although sad but true there are some people out there that try and take advantage of females weakness for Valentines. They use tactics like cheap parlor tricks to make us believe that they are in love so we can,well, end the night on a Happy Valentine;) What's even sadder is that some women really fall for those guys. Listen Ladies we deserve to be treated like Queens whether its Valentines day or not don't ever allow anyone to make you forget your essence or your swagger it's what makes us who we are. Although the thought of true love seems like a fairy tale it can happen and I know alot of the issues are the fact that we want the good guy but we want the bad guy, hmm. Think about it! A friend of mine once told me "you want the picnic in the park but you want Tupac to do it for you". That might be true but I'm sure even Pac had his romantic moments.
Well this year I bought Mr. P a georgeous watch. It works off kinetic energy so he never has to replace the battery. Pretty thoughtful huh.? He's easy as long as we end it on a Happy Valentines;)

Morning Blurb

Good Morning all! Just thought I'd jot a few words down before I head off into the blue collar world. So as you all know me and Mr. P are new to this whole blog thing. We've been together for a half a decade already and we find ourselves lucky to have found each other. Everyday we hear about couples not making it and looking for that mr. or mrs right. It's kind of sad now when you think about it, the divorce rate is at an all time high like 50-60 percent or some other ridiculous number. I don't exactly understand it. I mean have we forgotten the true essence of a marriage? It's never perfect even for us. People always ask us how come you guys aren't married yet? Well simply put we wanted to make sure this was for us. You don't really get to know somebody until you live together. How could i possibly say that I will marry you and spend the rest of my life with you and I don't even know how you live, what kind of person you are in the morning or even if you snore at night. I don't know about you all but for me it takes more than a couple of years to really get to know your mate. You hear it all the time, as soon as we got married he/she changed. I didn't want that for me or him for that matter. So we waited and let me tell you I'm glad we did. I know now that without a shadow of a doubt that Mr P is my Mr Right. The only one that is patient enough to deal with my moody ways, the only one that I can talk to openly with, and the only one that understands my views, whether he agrees with them or not at least he understands them. My bestfriend. I couldn't imagine life without him. It's all about compromise you guys, even when you know your right, for the sake of you sanity and relationship there has to be comprimise and of course communication. By no means am I saying that our relationship is perfect but what I am saying is that we take the time to talk it out we take the time to listen and best of all we just take time to always show one another how important we are to eachother. That's the most important thing for us anyway. Well all I'm running late like always. gotta go! Think about it!!!

Inaugural blog

Whats the deal? Let me start by introducing myself, I am Mr. P. My fiancee, Mrs. P, and i reside in Houston TX. We're just everyday people looking for a forum to voice our opinions and get some feedback from people who think like us or people who don't think like us. We're not here trying to force views down anyones throat or persuade anyone into thinking like us, hell half of the time we don't even think like each other. Truth be told I'm just a people person, I see everyday how an average person can make it big in this country just by finding their niche. I weighed my options and since I refuse to join a reality show cast, I may as well do a lil blogging and see what i come up with. My potna (partner) smoothie over at http://realpeepz.blogspot.com gave me the low down on how to be successful in this blog game. He said "just do you." Well here I am world wide web "I might be black i might be ugly, but lord knows i'm here"-Sealy from the color purple.