Days of My Life

First, sorry you can’t comment. I’m working on that. You can hit me on IM or yahoo’s email at nativelovechild@yahoo.com.

I just wrote an extremely long and insightful post, which I didn’t publish before I went on to the next page. So guess what happened? You guessed it!! I lost it! Ugh!! Hate technology sometimes!!! What it means is that I don’t have time to write it again, so I’m moving on to other things. Here’s the short version.

My girl has a cheating husband who’s a slimeball. I call him a creepy thing. At a recent gathering at their house (I hadn’t seen him in 5 years and just reconnected with her a few months ago although we never stopped talking), he plays the dirty eyeball game, undresses me, hugs a little too long, compliments a little too much, and just otherwise makes me uncomfortable. But I’ve always thought him a slimeball from the early days of their marriag, long before his unspoken of infidelity became a part of their relationship. Grimy.period. His display was in public view with his wife present, and I was hot!! Smiled politely, left early after coming late, and went home to avoid him another 5 years. He even invited me on their monthly date night. He must’ve thought I hit my head on a stupid rock. Male cousin who was with me peeped the grimy behavior asap and it was the first thing on our home ride conversation list. Just plain inappropriate and why I don’t hang around married folks with bad marriages too much. I smile for the sake of my girl who is still living somewhat behind a facade, but.I.will.cut.a.n—–. I don’t play that, and I definitely don’t do married men. At this point in my life, I don’t do single ones either because you have to put a premium on the *sweet thing* or no one else will. Casual sex is so out for me and married men never were in. Why must some men be such creepy things? Got Maya Angelou’s “Phenomenal Woman” in his bed, mothering his children, and he wants to flirt with me, step out on her, and ignore her at their family affair? What kind of fool mess is that? May I note: cheating only works if the outside party allows it. So why do so many single people allow it? And married ones too for that matter? And yet, my girl stays, hubby stays, for the sake of the kids. A la Maxwell and Kate Bush–Pray God she can cope, I stand outside (looking at) this woman’s worth, this woman’s worth, ooooo, it’s much more than her man’s, his part is over, now starts the task of God the Faaaaa-theer….
Cause He’s the only one who can fix that mess, and I pray He does. Until then, why, oh why, must the creepy things roam? Put a lock on the poonanny people and make folks behave!!

Just my thoughts
NLC