That's a great way to summarize my weekend. Pure, uninterrupted with mommy this or mommy that chit chat, long, relaxing rest. I loved it. Me and my bed got to hang out and get to know one another better. I did get out the bed long enough to go to the movies and to see my boy Rickey do his thing.
I went to see 300. My girl told me about how the cinematography was supposed to be so great and very different than the typical historical type movie...and in a way it was. It definitely didn't give me that high school history class movie feel. I actually laughed at a few parts and stayed awake during the entire thing, so yeah it wasn't the typical history flick for me. I might go see Mr. Jackson this coming weekend since it is looking like I will have another mostly child free weekend. Baby daddy is coming through to spend some time with the seed so while they are out doing the daddy/daughter thing. I am going to be doing the me thing! YAY! *insert happy dance here*
Rickey made me mad. I didn't see him after the show to get my autograph nor saw a booth where I could get me a cd or something! I mean dang! :-( The show itself was funny. Rickey had 2 comics and an MC before he came on. Surprisingly, the funniest person was the MC! I don't even know dudes name and I think he was from Atlanta but he was the funniest dude. The first dude came out and he got me to laugh a few good times, the second dude was dry till the very end. He did a TI impression and let me tell you...dude looked JUST LIKE TI!!! Rickey was like on 80% of his normal game. What surprised me the most was that Rickey curses...a lot! That took me off gaurd cuz most of his material on tv and the prank calls are clean. That took me for a loop at first! I didn't know he be cursing like that! LOL It was worth the money spent.
Now I need to address some things....
Ladies, I know big can be beautiful. I also know that there are some days you feel reaaaally sexy and beg for someone to tell you different so you can laugh in their face. Trust me, I am a big girl and I know how that is. However, coming out to a comedy show with clothes so tight all your rolls are defined or with clothes that expose your rolls is NOT sexy. Most of the outfits yall were rocking were nice but you know good and daggone well you needed a body shaper/girdle with it when you brought it last week!
Fellas, do we really need to break out the full suit to go to a comedy show? I mean I know you wanna look sharp, but it wasn't church or a wedding. Yall could have at least left the blazer at home. Relax.
Omega's, I know you are proud to be apart of a brotherhood and what not, but must you act a fool when your fellow brother Rickey makes Omega references and signs? Must you act like you're on the yard when the DJ plays atomic dog? I mean I love it when yall do your thing but you seem to forget that you're in a place that doesn't provide much room for you to be doing all that stuff. Make your way to the aisle or something.
Chick that sat next to me, I know that Rickey was funny. I also know that you came to the show alone. I even know that I give off a friendly vibe. But must you keep touching me every time he made you laugh hard? I am not a pillar to hold while you gain your composure. I mean the first 2 times I let it go, the other times where just annoying. Call it what you want but I was sorta hoping the Omega next to you would hit you while he was swinging his arms all wild trying to step.
Dude in front of me, the show don't start till 8:30, I am gonna need you to not be on the phone at 8:15 talking about how Rickey needs to hurry up then when he does hit the stage your black tail is on the phone for most the performance! UGH!
Ladies, shoes are super cute. I know it's a downfall for many women. But I am going to need for you to practice walking in those hills before the day you supposed to wear them. I saw one too many women st8 up struggling. They were looking great, but you can tell in their stride that 1)they had the shoes on too long and the toes were barking or 2) they don't know how to walk in hills period. That's why I had on what, flats, and still was looking quite nice.
Ladynay, Imma need you to stop reading so many blogs. I mean you can't even go out without a blogger coming to mind. Sitting around waiting for Rickey they are playing what sounds to be Frankie Beverly singing "southern girl" and who do you chuckle and think about? Darn shame woman! Can't even go out without having blog stuff on the mind!