Christmas 2011

Pile of gorgeous gifts

While I wasn’t able to spend Christmas with all of the people I loved, I had a very enjoyable holiday; I hope you guys did, too.  The Boy and I exchanged gifts, my Granny gave me a beautiful bracelet, and I even bought myself a few things. 🙂 Southern Parents and I will exchange our gifts later.  Since I wasn’t able to travel to SC, I shipped my gifts to my Godmother.  I’m not sure they reached her in time, but she told me not to worry.  I’m salty with USPS though, because it looks like my package was chilling in Atlanta for 2 days….there’s nothing I can really do about it, but I’m still pissed.

I was able to hang out with some old friends and meet some new acquaintances at two holiday parties earlier this month.  At my PT job on Christmas Eve, two of my co-workers were surprised with a gifts from our team members.  I was very excited I could take part in making someone’s holiday a little bit brighter.  And it warms my heart when deserving people are pleasantly surprised.  And I must say that I blushed a little when The Boy called me last night and told me he just wanted to hear my voice. *hearts in eyes* (Ok, enough with the swooning.)

All in all, my Christmas was great.  I ate what I wanted, including Southern Mom’s Apple Cake she baked just for me.  I plan on going to do some light shopping today, not Christmas related, but for some essentials that are needed.  And I may even take myself to the movies, courtesy of one of my gifts, but we’ll see how my day goes.  Until next time, I’m just a Southern girl…in the city!

Tales from a (former) Job Hunter

Well, you can guess by the title of today’s post that I have good news!  I was offered a job!!!  I start today, and I must say I am a little nervous.  The funny thing is that this was one of the 2 interviews I had in the same day, and I thought I BOMBED this one.  I knew that I nailed the other interview, but surprise of all surprises, I wasn’t offered the other position, and I received this job offer.  #gofigure

I do want to thank my family and friends that stayed praying for me, keeping my spirits up, and having my back.  It was truly appreciated.  Because I’m tired of anything that remotely looks like a job hunt, I am removing my resume from various employment sites and unsubscribing from various sites that send automatic e-mails for positions that “match your resume”.  I need a break. 

To those of you that are job hunting, stay faithful, and know that the job for you is out there.  Stay dedicated to your search.  Never give up.  Until next time, I’m just a Southern girl…in the city!

Don’t Take Anything for Granted…

Yesterday on Facebook, most of my friends posted this article, which tells the story of William “Reds” Brawner, the young man who is HIV positive and had unprotected sex with multiple women during his matriculation at Howard University. 

Now, before I begin sharing my thoughts, let me give you a little background about Mr. Brawner.  At 18 months old, he was the recipient of a blood transfusion due to burns received from scalding hot water.  Months later, William’s mother, Linda, received a call from a doctor stating that her son may have received blood from a donor who had GRID, which stands for “gay-related immune disorder” (AIDS originally name).  Living in Philadelphia, Linda had her son tested and his results came back positive;  William had HIV.  Linda, along with her family, decided not to tell anyone that William was HIV positive.  While William knew of his status and was even an AIDS activist on campus, he knowingly had unprotected sex while in college.  And what’s even more shocking is that he didn’t tell his partners. 

In the film “25 to Life”, William, his friends, and his family, relay their stories about his experience and what they also went through.  At least 3 of his partners from Howard were interviewed.  So far, it has been determined that William did not give the disease to anyone. 

I was so devastated to read this story, for a number of reasons.  First, I find it disheartening that at this day and time, people, especially women, are having unprotected sex, specifically with someone you’re not dating exclusively.  Next, I can’t believe someone who knew their status would be so careless as to not protect their partner.  That lets me know that he didn’t care about his partners…AT ALL.  And although William is definitely to blame for his actions, I also put some ownness on his mother.  I believe Linda put her son and his friends, classmates, and potential mates at risk by NOT disclosing his condition to his school administrators.  What if he got injured at school?  Medical officials would need to know his status to further protect themselves and the students.  Mrs. Brawner did a real injustice and disservice to her son by not making him feel comfortable with his condition.  Yes, he may have met with some resistance, but let’s look at Rae Lewis-Thornton and Hydeia Broadbent, AIDS activist who are also HIV positive.  I’m not naive enough to believe people wouldn’t look at him crazy and automatically think things about him that are untrue.  But it would serve him when dealing with people who aren’t small-minded and are willing to get to know him for the person he is. 

The main thing I learned while reading about William is to not take anything for granted.  If you are sexually active, take your partner to get tested.  Make it a date.  (OK, maybe not the most romantic thing, but at least you know that you both are safe.)  And just because someone doesn’t “look” sick doesn’t mean they don’t have an illness.  And there are so many STD’s besides HIV, such as gonorrhea, chlamydia, and herpes, that can be contracted if safe sex isn’t practiced.  If you don’t care about your health, how do you expect anyone else to?  Until next time, I’m just a Southern girl…in the city.

Also, check out this article from “The Loop”.

When MotherFreakers Come Out the Woodworks

Yes, the title of today’s post is long, but it’s how I’ve been feeling the last few weeks.  A couple of posts back, I posted about a new boy being in town.  So far, so good.  My post didn’t jinx anything, even though I’ve almost sabotaged myself a time or two, but we’ve moved past that.  I think everyone, men and women, can relate to the fact that when we begin a new relationship, that’s when people you haven’t talked to or thought of in months, sometimes YEARS, magically find your number.

In Case #1, I received a phone call a few weeks ago from an old beau whom I haven’t spoken with in a few months.  We had an on-again/off-again (mainly off) “fling” that lasted close to 5 years and survived two cities.  When we first met, I thought this man was gorgeous.  Looks wise, he was my type-big, caramel, and bald.  Not to go into too much detail, but after coming to grips with the fact that I deserve better and realizing I actually didn’t want to be in a relationship with him, I moved on.  And because there’s never been a discussion about us “ending things”, we can call each other after about 3 months or so and pick up where we left off.  Well, not anymore.  I have to admit when he called the first time, I was intrigued and called him back.  Due to our usually routine, we played phone tag, finally had a brief convo, and didn’t have a real conversation.  When he called me again this past week, I didn’t answer nor did I return his call.  I’m over it.  And him.  If you run into him, will you tell him for me?  Please and thanks.

In Case #2…I didn’t even realize this was an issue until awhile back.  No matter where I go, my circles seem immensely small and one of my circles from Florida came back to haunt me.  There was a guy who was apparently really interested in me, and after a lot of prodding and coaxing, I finally went out with him.  There was no attraction and no chemistry.  I don’t remember what we did or where we went.  The only reason I halfway remember this cat is because a friend of mine reminded me. (Hey, this was about 4 or 5 years ago; do you remember every person you went out with???)  Turns out he is talking to a friend of mine.  I’m immensely happy for them and hope things work.  Said friend found out we went out.  I didn’t tell her I didn’t remember him, but I did relay she could have at it.  Nothing happened, it wasn’t serious, enjoy yourself!  He told her he didn’t remember me.  So, why, sir, are you sending me a friend request???  Five years have gone by since you’ve probably even said my name, and now you want to befriend me?  Please!  In the words of Jay, “We off that.” Have fun with my girl, I’ll hit “decline”, and we both live our lives.

So, how many of you have fallen prey to the MF’ers that keep coming back?  Or maybe you’re the MF’er that keeps coming back.  Feel free to share.  And to offer any words of wisdom.  Until next time, I’m just a Southern girl…in the city!