Just Cuz....

People always ask me why I don't audition for American Idol...

This guy is a mockery and now, so is the show.

Meet the Parents: Again

My dahling is a Mama's boy. Not the irritating emasculating kind. The sweet, adorable, "of course, she brought you into this world" kind. And his Mama is a boy's mama. She has three. No girls. Mmmm Hmmm...ladies you know what I mean.

The first time I met her, my dahling had the nerve to bring me to his parent's house unannounced at night. He immediately thrusts me into one of the most uncomfortable situations I can remember being a part of.

I mean everything about this situation was all wrong. We enter the house (must've been around 9 or 10pm) his mother is relaxing...no let me be more clear....LAID OUT on the sofa watching television. He, my dahling, proceeds to give the most depressingly nonchalant introduction I have ever been on the other end of. (Let me just clarify...this occurrence took place BEFORE we were officially together or serious about the relationship because at any other time this would be a sure sign that "He's just not that into you" :)...I digress)

The introduction went a little something like this..."Heymathisiskc...I'mmagotakeashower."

AND...HE...LEFT...ME. Left me with is mother who was not expecting company, who probably had a long day at work and just wanted to watch her Boston Public in peace.

Now, if any of you know me well, you know that I'm not a big talker when I don't know someone. I'm not the type to strike up a conversation with a stranger. And if they strike up one with me it's probably going to be a bit one-sided if I'm not in an "open" mood.

N E way, He left me there with his mother and we just sat there. She watched her television show and I watched her watch her television show (The TV was in an awkward position opposed to me). I didn't want to say anything or disturb her, I mean, she wasn't expecting me to be there. And she definitely didn't say anything to me.

After that I'd see his mother in passing but never a one on one situation. I talked with one of his brother's ex-girlfriends and she told me it took years before she would say much of anything to her. Then, I new what kind of mother I was dealing with. I just concluded and became ok with the idea that it was just gonna take time, cuz I didn't plan on going anywhere anytime soon.

So Yesterday...
It was my dahling's birthday and I'm invited to dinner with his family. His mother asks me to come along. So, I'm thinking ok...I can do that family dinner...that's cool. I'm thinking his brother, his nephew, a few close friends...sounds like fun.....

uh yeah...how bout it. We pull up to the Charter House in Alexandria (very nice... on the water) and I'm like "is everybody waiting on us?" and he's like "everybody?" He proceeds to point at TWO figures standing in the distance. And I'm like..."it's just us?! You didn't tell me that!" He starts giggling 'n' crap talking bout some "gotcha!...this is payback for all the times I've been uncomfortable over your parents' house." So, as we continue to walk, I'm trying to get myself into "the intimate setting mode for parents." And was abruptly taken aback when his mother greets me with a hug and an "its so nice to see you again KC!"

Whoa!
I'm thinking..."did they already start drinking?" Needless to say there was more conversation going on between myself and his mother than our initial meeting.

(I'd just like to take this moment to thank a few people............................................... God, Oprah, and my mother. If it wasn't for them we would've had nothing to talk about.) And it was actually quite entertaining and I really enjoyed their company. So, we ended the evening and my dahling's mother made an effort to give out hugs and kisses upon our departure.

It was a true marking of the growth in our relationship.

P.S. Notice there wasn't much mention of the father in the equation. That's because as most of you already know...he doesn't matter. You know what I mean. The mother is the head honcho. She gives the thumbs up or thumbs down...just like in the gladiator movies. Do I die or do I live.
I think I'm still in the game, people. I'm still alive!

The Sun Has a Way About It

The sun has a way of making you feel so good. I ate lunch at this restaurant outside today with a few co-workers and have miraculously come back refreshed and excited about.....nothing.

There isn't really anything coming up. I don't have any plans later on (except I will be seeing my dahling). But even so, I'm just so ..... I don't know.

This morning I was in such a sluggish mood. You all know how I feel about the 9-5, it was really starting to get to me. I was hating my job and hating this damned routine.

But after lunch. I'm ok. I know what I gotta do and it just put so many things into perspective. It doesn't happen over night. I have to be patient. Do what I gotta do to get where I wanna go.

I'm such an "i want it now" type of person.
I have to work on that.

Anyway, I hope it's this nice when I get off. I'd like to share the sun with my dahling.

20 WAYS TO MAINTAIN A HEALTHY LEVEL OF INSANITY

I could be extremely tired, but I was sitting at my desk cracking up with tears running down my face. Just what I needed. Hope you enjoy!

1. At lunch time, sit in your parked car with sunglasses on and point a hair dryer at passing cars. See if they slow down.


2. Page yourself over the intercom. Don't disguise your voice.


3. Every time someone asks you to do something, ask if they want Fries with that.

4. Put your garbage can on your desk and label it "IN".

5. Put decaf in the coffee maker for 3 weeks. Once everyone has gotten
over their caffeine addictions, switch to espresso.

6. In the memo field of all your checks, write "for smuggling diamonds".

7. Finish all your sentences with "in accordance with the prophecy".

8. Don't use any punctuation.

9. As often as possible, skip rather than walk.

10. Order a Diet Water whenever you go out to eat with a serious face.

11. Specify that your drive-through order is "to go".

12. Sing along at the Opera.

13. Put mosquito netting around your work area and play tropical sounds all day at work.

14. Go to a poetry recital and ask why the poems don't rhyme.

15. Five days in advance, tell your friends you can't attend their party because you're not in the mood.

16. Have your co workers address you by your wrestling name, Rock Bottom.

17. When the money comes out at the ATM, scream "I won! I won!"

18. When leaving the zoo, start running towards the parking lot yelling, "Run for your lives, they're loose!!"

19. Tell your children over dinner "due to the economy, we are going
to have to let one of you go."

20. And the final way to keep a healthy level of insanity: e-mail this to someone to make them smile and laugh.
It's called therapy.

I wrote a song while walking in the rain today

Vibe: Billie Holiday
Jazz/Blues Cafe
Shuffle beat
Piano




Which way do I go
I don't know
I think I'll go....
Straight (no homo)
Which way to go

I think I just walked in a big circle
I'm sure I've seen this place before
Yet I am here
Knocking on the same door

Which way should I go
I don't know
Which way to go

Can't seem to find my way
Seems like I just can't win today
Don't wanna be late
Gotta big date
with...
big plans and
big dreams and
big thangs
to do...so

Which way do I go
I don't know
Which way to go
I -----------
don't
know

copywright March 16, 2007

I'm Focused Man!

I'm really gonna get my act together guys. I woke one day last week, and was like...damn.."I only got 7 more years in my twenties." Now, that may sound like a lot to some of you "old folgies" out there but, to me, it just isn't. I've got so much I want to do. So many things I want to try before I turn 30.

I want to spread my wings as an artist. I want to do theatre, music, television..etc. And we all know that the long-lasting mainstream muscian, or actress ain't that long lasting. I don't mind doing small production, in fact, I think it's the more fulfilling way to go. It's just... I wanna taste what it's like. I'm not looking for superstardom...i just wanna peek into it for a minute.

So... I've made an appointment to take some photos...headshots, promotional. I'm gonna go something like this or like this A whole photoshoot. I'm working out my schedule with my personal trainer and have gotten together with a co-worker of mine who has the hook-up at a studio. (my god-father SAID he'd pay for my demo, we'll see) I'm being more conscious of those little tunes I make up in my head on an hourly basis (I never realized how much I do that) and I record them on my phone whenever I catch myself humming one.

Yes, Ladies and gentleman! I'm turning over a new leaf. I've been so lazy, since I've graduated. I need to get my hustle on. I just can't afford to slack anymore in life. It's time to get focused.

Ha U! Durin! (Norbit, in case u ain't get it)

Take a look at this pic...
Notice the slim young hot thang to the far left in the pink shirt and jean skirt?....
Who in the heck is that?....Well dear friends that's me

...... about 8 years ago.

Jendayi, Kris, and Aunt Tricie pretty much look the same....
But me? Holy Moley! Such is not the case

What in the heck happened to THAT bod?

It's gone people....it's gone.....

I must get it back.

An additional goal for 2007

Stuff...

Soo....

I'm back at the 9-5. I don't want to talk about it.

The tour was wonderful! I love that life man. The traveling, the meeting new and interesting people, the struggling, the ups and downs. It's just such a fun time. I already miss it. I really need to buckle down and figure out how I can make this thang happen..man. I need to get on it now before I accumulate more responsibilities that require me to stay in one place, like a husband, kids, a job. Performing, whether it be theatrical or musical is for me.

I got some stories to tell from that tour. That'll take more time than I have though. Be on the lookout!

My uncle said he would fund my demo. I need to get on the ball.

I have a myspace page too, now. It's very bootleg, but....whatever. Its amazing what you'll do to occupy yourself at your 9-5.
http://www.myspace.com/kceyzpage

So, I was reviewing some of my girls' blogs since I've been away for the past month or so. There was some talk about men and marriage. (If I knew how to do the link thing I would) Just wanna say, I feel your pain. Even though I am in a relationship the marriage thing is still....an issue. I had a discussion with my darling about my godbrother finally purposing to is girlfriend after 9 YEARS!
"Whats up with that?!" I asked....
he responds..."how old is he"
I say..."32"
Him: "That sounds about right"....
I'm like "WHAT?...ARE YOU SERIOUS?"
9 years people...that sounds good to him. So I begin to think. If 9 years sounds right to you...in 9 years you'll be.......................................................... 36 and Ill be..................................................32!
oh hell-to-the naw
I hate to talk about the age factor in regards to marriage, but its more about the time spent than it is about the age in which to get married. Why is it so hard to believe that you'll meet your life-mate at 23? Why do men and women (but mostly men) feel like that the age, the number of years spent on earth and not the number of years spen
Girls what do you think? We haven't had the marriage discussion yet, we haven't even done the I LOVE YOU thing yet. It's time for me to put some gas to this relationship. I need to stop being a punk and just start talking about all the stuff neither one of us wants to be the first to discuss. This is too much work.

I need to think.