Friday, December 19, 2008
posted by thee modern isis at 8:54 AM

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I have been away but I've had a good reason. Working, working and more working. I've been so busy and when vacation time came around I relaxed and didn't think one moment about blogging. However, yesterday I had the opportunity to do some dining and networking at the C.avs practice facility. My boyfriend works there so he asked me if I wanted to attend and of course I said yes. He showed me around the facility and through the locker room. Unforunately, the players were out of town but it's cool cause I still took pictures. Sorry about the photos, they were taken on my iPhone.








J.awad W.illiams locker. He is actually the son of one of my auntie's friends so it was cool to see him actually get signed to do something in the States finally.

Still J.awad's.


D.aniel "B.oobie" G.ibson's locker.


Offically B.oobie.


L.ebron "King" J.ames' shoes at his locker. **Mon.. I woulda tried to take a shoe for you but I was already getting side-eyed by the boo.


The King's locker








All in all.. it was really cool. I met a few nice people in sports management, media relations, public relations as well as ex-pro football player turned financial consultant D.errick R.ansom who was very nice and down to earth. We exchanged business cards and I really look forward to doing business with him in the future.

Alright ya'll.

Have a wonderful Christmas!
 
Friday, August 01, 2008
posted by thee modern isis at 10:36 AM

I remember this one episode of Half and Half when Dee Dee was dating this guy. He had it going on in the looks department, intelligent and everything but he had a fetish with her feet. She would try and intice him with her body but he always seemed to massage her feet. It later ended because um.. he couldn't stop thinking about her feet.

I say this to say .. I had a guy like that. I dated this dude for a little while. He was madd sexy, had that sexy Philly "boul" accent, smooth skin, lips to die for, nice dress style and could "sang" his ass off. Everything was cool, until he offered me a massage.

Now I've been snuck before with the "lemme give you a massage girl" and then one thing led to another and I'm laying there in a coma-like trance like damn, he's smooth cause I got GOT.

But not with this dude.

So I do what I do. I lay down on my stomach on his black leather couch (that I think all bachelor's got from the same damn store) and he proceeds to rub my lower back. He's starting with those soft rubs that leads into kneading. Massaging all stress away. He moves up to my sides and since I'm a little ticklish I squirm a bit. He finds his way to my shoulders and I let out a "mmph" cause it's feeling a little good. He goes to the center of my back and starts moving his thumb in small circles. Then he moves down. My eyebrow raises up a bit cause I'm thinking to myself, " Say bruh.. where you goin?" He goes down lower. He slips off my peeptoe's and starts massaging my foot. I say well damn. That feels good. Then he started to kiss my feet and before I knew it, my toes went into his mouth. Hmmmm.

Tell me why he stayed on my feet for a good 30 minutes. To the point where I was like um.. can you pick another spot now because you have clearly overstayed your welcome at my feet.

The days that followed, when I would go over his house. He automatically went for my feet. Sometimes when I sat on the couch, he would sit on the floor beside me so that he could be closer to my feet. No matter what outfit I had on, he would look at my feet. I swear, I could've come out the house in a wheelchair and as long as my feet were stil attached he was a happy man.

So yeah, I ended that "relationship" quickly. I all of a sudden stopped calling because I don't think my feet were ready for that kind of committment. Everything was just so sudden.
 
Saturday, July 12, 2008
posted by thee modern isis at 8:57 AM

I suck.  No really, I do.  I know I should be blogging more but I get so wrapped up.  I'll comment and browse other blogs but when it actually comes down to me writing my own.. I stop.  So my bad and I'll try to do better.

I have a myspace page.. kind of like the rest of America and it contains a host of family from different states, friends from college that now live somewhere else, friends from high school that are living elsewhere and then a shit load of people I have no idea who they are.  They either saw my page and decided to add me, added me just for the sake of having more friends or thought I was type fly.  Heh, I have my moments.  So it's this dude that has been on my page for a few years.  He's real cool, and we typed back and forth during the basketball season but when the CAVS went into the finals he typed less and less.  He works security for them so he was traveling and kind of busy.  I soon stopped typing to him whatsoever.  Well, he hit me up again the beginning of this week.  Just typing normal.  He suggested we meet up somewhere.  Now, I've seen all his photos from where he was in the Navy at some point to the photos of him pranking Lebron and putting a L-Train license plate on his Maybach. So I agree to meet with him on Thursday at this karaoke spot that him, his brother and his father frequent.  

I get there and I'm sitting at the bar.  Kind of nervous because the old man adjacent to me kept licking his lips and insisting that I sit next to him.  As I'm sitting there eating a plate of wings, some fries and drinking a Corona with lime and grenadine, he walks through the door and stands next to me.  He smiles and gives me a hug.  He sits next to me, I smile at the old man and we proceed to talk and laugh about some of everything.  Him and his brother stand up to perform "The Humpty Dance" and I laugh and rap along while sitting on the side. 

He performed a few more songs, and his father (who has a really nice voice) sang a couple of times also.  I ended up meeting majority of his fam but not on purpose, they just showed up.  I found out that he grew up around the corner from my grandparents, I just never knew him.  Not only that, we went to the same elementary school but we never knew each other then either.  

On Friday he ended up taking me to happy hour after work and we played pool.  After pool, we watched the white people play beach volleyball and bust they asses.  That got boring, so we ended up going over to Wade Park around 11:00 p.m. and sat in the park on a bench watching the stars and laughing at the other couples and the fleet of africans that were chanting and clapping their hands.  After that, we decided to drive over to City View and overlooked the skyline.

Saturday, we plan on going bowling around 2:30 and  I got free tickets to the Indians vs. Tampa Bay game from my job so he's going to go to the game with me on Sunday.

Sounds like alot huh?  He's madd cool and I'm enjoying myself immensely.  I'll keep ya'll posted on whatever else happens.  Oh yeah, I know I dropped alot of spots located in Cleveland but you get the gist of it.  


 
Wednesday, July 09, 2008
posted by thee modern isis at 1:05 PM

I know I've been neglecting my blog duties but eh.. haven't really felt like writing.

The work conference last week was busting my natural azz and it caused me to work on the weekend while getting a hotel room, but really couldn't enjoy the pillow soft bed because I was so tired.

Work is back to normal so I'm back to blogging. What else have I been doing? E.baying, playing GTA on XBox 360, rearranging my furniture and getting my feng shui on, selling things I don't need on C.raig.slist, trying to plan another vacay trip, practicing my tai chi and getting my chi in order, and that's about it.

Lemme see, back in 1999 I started chatting on Y.ahoo and with that I gained some friends that I still keep in contact with to this day, some that are closer then people I see on a daily, anywho I recently found out that this week one of the dudes I was cool with got killed down in Oklahoma. He was murdered actually and I feel all kinda ways. Blank because it came out of nowhere, sad because he was a sweet (in his own way) individual, angry because his 2 kids were in the house when someone killed him (thankfully they were unhurt), and sad all over again because his family and friends have to go on without him.

So with that being said..

R.I.P Charles, you were/are truly loved by alot.


Edit: I had to clear this up because of past incidents. He actually did pass away. It's not like the Makavelian deaths on blogger. We spoke with real relatives, actually in the Oklahoma papers and can be found on the internet.

 
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
posted by thee modern isis at 11:56 AM

MEME Rules:
1. Put Your itunes/ music player on Shuffle
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER WHAT
After you’ve answered all of the questions, tag 5 other people and then let them know they’ve been tagged to do the meme themselves!


IF SOMEONE SAYS “IS THIS OKAY” YOU SAY?
Ghetto - J. Holiday (It's a possiblity, ghetto could be a response)


WHAT WOULD BEST DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONALITY?
Still Say Yes - Byron Cage (Down and out and will still get on bended knee and pray)


WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Teenage Love - Alicia Keys (I like to feel like a teenager again, wheww nice)


HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
IfIwouldaknew - Musiq Soulchild (If I woulda knew today was gonna be crazy, I woulda called off)


WHAT IS YOUR LIFE’S PURPOSE?
Nice and Slow - Usher (My life's purpose is to take it nice and slow? Not sure about that)


WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
Dontchange - Musiq Soulchild (Change for the better, yes)


WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
I Think I Love You - Dwele (yes, yes.. they all love me lol)


WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?
Nothing in This World - KeKe Wyatt (Man o man.. my parents are crazy..nothing in this world is like it.)


WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?
Up and Down - Pretty Ricky (s.e.x. , this is so true)


WHAT IS 2+2?
No Time - Lil Kim (I got no time for ...)


WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Confessions Pt. 2 - Usher (Hmm.. not so sure if she could be that honest with herself)


WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
So Alone - Men At Large (lol)


WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Land of the Heartless - Bone Thugs N' Harmony (Cleveland is the city that we come from!)


WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
U Know What's Up (Remix) - Donell Jones


WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Simply Beautiful - Queen Latifah (That man is simply beautiful)


WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
A Millie - Lil Wayne ft. Cory Gunz (a millie, a millie, a millie, a millie .. No idea how this goes with the question though)


WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Come Here - J. Holiday (My mind will be on the honeymoon so yeah this fits)


WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Tell Him (Live) - Lauryn Hill (Not likely but I do love this song)


WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?
Dig A Hole - Jay-Z (Watching haters dig holes and bury themselves)


WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
U Already Know - 112 (lol revealing all of my sex songs in my ipod though)


WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Get Gone - Ideal (um.. huh?)


WHAT SHOULD YOU POST THIS AS?
Feel So Good - Razah (feels so good.. loving somebody when somebody loves you back)


Yes I thiefed (my word) this, and you can too.
 
Wednesday, May 21, 2008
posted by thee modern isis at 1:16 PM

I've been meaning to blog atleast a little bit but unfortunately I didn't get the chance. I took a quick (Thurs.-Mon.) vacay to Richmond and hung out with my sister, my brother in law and my favorite nephew. Celebrated the holiday there with a couple of cookouts and then jetted back to Cleveland to get to work on Tuesday to begin getting ready for the end of FY07.

This can be summed up in one word, "crazy". It has been craziness around here with people complaining about revenue, billings and if we don't make our forecast then I doubt I'll be seeing that "oh so lovely" bonus we usually get in July. After June 1st we'll be back to normal around here and I can probably blog more and download more iTunes during work hours.


Updates:

Kid brother just started baseball season so I'll be out and about behind the umpire, sitting in my chair and being active in the game.

The ex is still sniffing around. He must have forgot I don't backslide. Keep it movin sir.

The side hustle is still thriving. Gained a few more customers and staying busy.

My HS is having their annual all-class reunion the 7th of June. I'm not going to that crap.

Trying to figure out where I want my next vacay to be. I will be making moves though.



I'm back to work before the VP slides over my way.


 
Friday, May 09, 2008
posted by thee modern isis at 8:11 AM

I was thinking about Mother's Day and what the day means to me last night after that upset of a Cavs game and I came to the conclusion that although highly commercialized, Mother's Day is important. My mom is my grandmother and I have been calling her Mommy and Mama for years and I never thought anything of it until she actually stepped up to the plate and became my "mother".

You see, I moved out of my biological mother's house when I was a late teen due to abuse. Not just mental and emotional, but physical as well. Throughout the ordeal the only person that I could confide in that I knew would never tell a soul was my grandmother. I know it hurt her alot to see me crying and hurting but it was a promise I asked of her, a promise I needed because at that time had someone else knew, it would have only gotten worse. She gave me passages in the bible to read but as I read and prayed, prayed so hard with my eyes shut so tight that it felt I could have probably pulled The Almighty from heaven through telekineses. Days turned into weeks, weeks into months and months into years without so much as a change that I gave up on Him and lost all faith that I would be saved. I couldn't fathom why He would put one of His children through such pain, I thought about running away but figured I would only be brought back. I thought about suicide as a quick escape but quickly got off of that because I didn't have the guts to do that to myself.

I was stuck.

My grandmother was the force behind what started a huge ripple effect, an effect that ended in my grandfather getting pissed and coming to my house, looking my mother in her eye and saying, "She's coming with me." I was scared yet happy, scared because this was the first time I would be without my mother and happy because I could start living a "normal" life.

Living in my grandmother's house was a huge change. I had to be in the house at a certain time, I couldn't go out to parties, the latest I stayed out was only on prom night but I wouldn't trade it for the world. I got to hear stories about my grandmother's childhood, she told me things about me as a child, things about my mother and when she was "sane", and even told me secrets that i still to this day hold dear. My grandmother has been my rock, someone that believed in me when I didn't believe in myself. She makes me laugh and can grate my last nerve all in one day and I have no idea how I would handle it if she was to pass away.

So even though I use every day to cherish her, buy her things just because, call her at 10:45 a.m. every day Monday-Friday, visit her on Saturdays and call her on Sundays to tell her about church, Mother's Day is her day.


So Happy Mother's Day Ma, you are that and so much more to me.


Love your granddaughter, Natasha