Thanks for nothing Spotify

I’m sitting here at work and tears suddenly started falling. Just a little overwhelmed by emotion I guess. Two songs came on back to back and reminded me of 2 different people that I gave a large part of my time and self to. Both are still in my life but under different circumstances and situations than originally imagined. Both still and will probably always have a special place in my heart, for vastly different reasons.

Anyway, dang you Spotify for making me cry. At this point I can only assume they are happy tears because I’m not sad nor do I regret how my relationships changed to what they currently are with each of them. It all worked out how God intended.

Maybe I’ll post later in a little more detail why “Right Here Waiting” by Monica ft. 112 and “Tender Kisses” by Tracie Spencer brought some good and not so good, but mainly good memories flooding back.




Not what I was expecting

I’m not even thinking about potential bae when this song comes on, so I guess that answers my question from last month. There is someone else I think about it.Damnit. This isn’t what I want to be happening. I really don’t want to be thinking about this person because it’s not going to happen. I guess time will tell.

This too shall pass

You ever wake up and just know that things are going to be ok. You may not know how, but you just know that the questions and worries that you went to bed with the night before are going to be answered and you don’t feel the burden of them anymore? Well, that’s the feeling I had when I woke up today. And the sense of relief and peace that had long eluded me seemed to be coming to me. I didn’t dread getting out of bed and seeing what was in my emails. I didn’t dread going into the office and taking care of business. In fact I kind of hopped out of bed and jumped on a few emails and got them out of the way and felt accomplished even before the day had really begun. Sometimes it’s difficult for me to turn my burdens over to the Lord and trust Him to carry me and them. I’m learning it’s a process, and not one that I am likely to master anytime soon, and that’s ok. I’m a work in progress and He understands that. I hope that next time, my night won’t be so dark and last so long before the dawn arrives.

Sometimes it really is darkest before the dawn.

Thank you Yolanda Adams, “This Too Shall Pass”:

” The Father knows the tears you cry before they fall
He feels your pain, His heart and yours are one
The Father knows that sorrow’s heavy chains are strong
But with His strength, you’ll overcome”

Throwing ‘bows

Sitting here in the office and a co-worker and I are listing songs that are always guaranteed to start a fight in a club… and pondering why they happen to be bangers.

Some of the songs we came up with, which started a quick trip down memory lane that includes dancing on tables, dropping it like it’s hot, and in general acting a fool (and this is just me). Funny thing, all the times I used to club hop, people thought I was drunk – Nope. I just like to have  a good time, and if me sober having fun looks like drunk, I shutter to think what me drunk would really look like. Lol!

I can attest when anyone of these songs played, a fight was soon to break out and the club would shut down for the night. Good DJ’s learned not to play these too early in the night or folks would really get mad when they paid $20 to get in the club and it closed in 15 minutes.

Good times. Good times.

  1. How Ya Do Dat – Master P and C-Loc
  2. Bia Bia – Lil Jon
  3. Knuck If You Buck – Crime Mob
  4. Neva Scared – Bonecrusher
  5. Tear the Club Up – Three 6 Mafia (pre Oscar)
  6. You Don’t Want Drama – 8 Ball and  MJG (RIP Pimp C)
  7. Put Yo Hood Up – Lil Jon
  8. U Don’t Know Me – T.I.
  9. Move B*tch – Ludacris f/Mystial and I-20
  10. 10 Hit ‘Em Up – Tupac

Google any of the above at your own risk. (I might be a little bit hype in the office today).

Pretty brown eyes

I’m trying to remember the first time someone ever told my I had pretty eyes (the person then later played this song for me). I think it was maybe my sophomore or junior year in high school. After I spent almost my entire freshmen year, proving to a  guy (who happened to like my older sister, and for some reason thought arguing with me was gonna help his cause… eventually it did) who thought I was lying and faking my eye color. Nope. My eyes I get from my daddy’s side of the family. They are all mine, and yes they are a brown-green kinda hazel color.

What brought up this memory… well, I was on a date recently and he mentioned that he liked my eyes and thought they were pretty. I hadn’t heard that in a little while. Thanks.