Adding To My Wardrobe

I've bought NOT ONE piece of clothing since I moved to NY. (Not including the few things I picked up for my cruise.) So I've been trying to figure out what staple items I should add to my closet in the next upcoming months. I can only handle one quality purchase per month since I'm trying to reduce this debt that haunts me at night. Here are a few things I'm thinking about.

For very good reason, YELLOW is all the rave right now. I saw it on a runway show 2 days ago, and now in our very own Essence magazine. I remember when I used to hate yellow. I swore that I looked like a bumble bee. And then it didn't help that I couldn't stand bright colors either. Oh how things have changed! So a cute little yellow sundress or a yellow sweater for the cooler months. Whatever it is, just brighten it up!



Guess what other color is pretty huge right now. PINK! (Which I just so happen to have on right now. he he.) I'm all for pink in the accessory department. Earrings, bracelets, tennis shoes (Nike baby!), labtop covers. It puts the extra umph in life. So women (and I guess men =/ ), let's rock our pink!


Seersucker. Is it just me or is seersucker in someone's rap song? I feel like I heard it yesterday, but I'm not sure. Anyway... as you roll into spring, pick up a seersucker jacket or a whole suit all together. I've never owned any seersucker. This must be added to the wardrobe for the spring/summer.



I thought we would have been done with this by now, but I guess not. And I'm kinda happy about it. Animal and Safari styles. According to Essence, the khaki look with dark brown wooden and metal accessories is one to covet. Don't forget the khaki-colored rope sandals, brown wedges and zebra-print ballerina shoes.



I'm excited to shop. Are you?!

Just Talking

I'm feeling fabulous this morning! Such a 180 from yesterday. I took an amazing Samba/Afro Brazilian dance class last night at Alvin Ailey. Can you say "Loved It!"? It was so freeing jumping, winding and swinging my hair after a hard day. Those Brazilians know how to WORK. I already thought my hips were loose, but boy do I have something to learn. It's so easy to dance in New York. I think that may be the best thing about this city. Sure it's freezing and you're always rushing and your apartment is the size of a box, but it's so easy to get to and from a dance class around here. It helps that there's a studio on every corner. Everybody wants to be a dancer! But yeah, I had a hard morning/day yesterday. I wasn't feeling waking up in a freezing apartment. Actually, I thought I was going to lose my mind yesterday morning, shivering while stepping into my pants. I absolutely HATE being cold. Especially in places where I shouldn't be. Like HOME! You know what helps though? This may seem odd, but whenever I'm in the streets, whether I'm going to work or out for the night, I channel the aura, vibe, and energy of Carrie/Sarah Jessica Parker. When I think of her, I don't feel the cold as much. My head raises high, my strides get a little longer, and I feel fabulous. It's so weird what thinking about that woman does. Have you ever seen Carrie shivering and cursing the cold while walking home from a fabulous night out with her girls? Have you ever seen her sacrifice an outfit for the sake of the weather when out with Big? NO! CARRIE STAYS FABULOUS! So fabulous in New York is what I shall be...with Carrie's help of course.

Did you see Making The Band last night? That's my new favorite show. Diddy is probably the bane of my existance but boy does he make good tv! Okay. Can we talk about the ho that is Aubrey?! I'm sorry for calling her that, but she's is TOO MUCH! She needs to sit down. In my humble opinion, Danity Kane should personify classy sexiness. And the group pretty much does that. But when Aubrey comes out doing what she does, a certain raunchiness factor is added. She's going to end up like Lindsey, Paris and Nicole if she doesn't be careful. I do like Danity Kane though. I bought their first CD which was great...(I'm all into harmonies, varying styles, passion in the voice, etc. and DK does that very well.) ...so I'll be buying their second. Now as for the boys, WOW. Their voices are incredible! The song they were recording sounded amazing! I can't wait for that CD as well. Diddy was so horrible to them though. lol. They were all excited and then Diddy steps up in that mug and just kicks the mess out of them. That's Diddy though. As my sister said, he rules by intimidation. Not the best way to lead a company, in my opinion, but hey. You know Diddy! Now as for all the hooking up. SMH. I really wish that the groups would keep it strictly business. At least that's what I would do with people that I work with, but then again, it wouldn't be a show if the boy-girl drama wasn't over the top. They're also really young and wide-eyed right now. So I'm looking forward to the season. I wish it wasn't a half-hour long. I need a whole hour of that mess!! LOL.

Have a fabulous day people!!!

Evolving Into Stardum

I love this girl. Great haircut, yet again.

How fun and exciting.

Interior Decorating?

I would like to sit in a nicely decorated and comfortable house and fix myself a lovely salad with chicken, strawberries, cranberries, cheese..and pour myself a glass of pinot grigio..with some Coltrane in the background. You know you're getting older when all you want is some jazz, a glass of wine and the comfort of your own home to make you happy. I'm really looking forward to decorating a house. Creating that sanctuary of a bedroom. A breakfast nook that greats me in the morning. A comfy living room to spend time in. To make something my own. Rich colored couches, autumn colored walls, antique paintings and textured area rugs. I'm imagining framing my own black and white photographs for the living room. Putting lighting in unique places and finding one of a kind objects for display in the dining room. I keep thinking about textured duvet covers and egyptian cotton sheets. Entryway and foyer furniture also seems to intrigue me. Uh oh! Sounds like I have a new interest/hobby. Home and Garden TV, here I come.

In Love Again

I've posted this before but it's something about this dance/song that I can not get over. Every time I see it, I fall in love. I'm back at the beginning of the circle again where I'm totally and utterly in love with music. It's not something that dies, but every now and then, my love for music peaks to the utmost degree. I asked baby boi if he's ever closed his eyes while listening to a song and felt himself lost inside of it. He wasn't able to identify. I don't know if I'm crazy but I can feel myself floating around in the music, inside the notes, when I'm in love with a song. Especially this song. "Let Go" by Frou Frou. It was because of this routine that I bought the CD and are forever in love with Frou Frou and Imogen Heap. Here's to music I love.



Bonus video - Imogen Heap's "Hide and Seek"

A Few Things I Love - A Re-Post of Sorts.

Treating myself to an entire day in bed.

Dried cranberries and cheese in my salads.

Expensive, large and fluffy sheet towels.

"Girlfriends" and "The Game".

Being alone in my thoughts.

Gene Kelly, Fred Astaire, Ginger Rogers, Audrey Hepburn, etc. movies.

Looking at diamonds.

Having intelligent conversations with girlfriends.

My bi-annual family reunions.

Fresh and clean crisp air.

Dancing figurines.

Getting my hair pressed.

Being pulled close by an arm around my waist.

Long and hot showers.

Anything romantic.

Clear polish on my nails and colored polish on my toes.

Listening to a brand new CD in my car for the first time.

Sweatpants and tank tops.

Shoes, shoes, shoes.

The warmth of the art on the walls of my parents house.

Good old fashioned R&B.

My Nana's cabbage.

Walking through the door to my Nana's apartment.

A Mrs. Smith's Apple Pie with vanilla ice cream.

The fur coats the main characters in "Why Did I Get Married?" wore.

Slipping into a bed with clean sheets.

Calla lilies and orchids.

Superbowl parties, especially when the Redskins, Giants, or Steelers are playing.

Looking back in old planners.

Going to sleep with music playing.

The Cosby Show.

Planning anything.

A Very Honest Blog

Just speaking what's on my mind. Like I mentioned below, I'm back from vacation. For some odd reason, I was ready to come home. It seemed like a few others felt the same way. Maybe the cruise was too long. I had a ball in Jamaica though. I think it was because I finally got some to spend some time with all of my girls. The ship is so big that you hardly know where people are most of the time. All in all, despite a few uncomfortable situations and moments, I was able to absorb the weather and amazing scenery. Now that I've hit up the Caribbean twice, I'd like to do something different. I've been thinking a lot about Europe. Tuscany, Venice, Paris, Rome... Just speaking those names feels right. After that, I'd like to visit Asia. My family is talking about going to Africa in a couple of years. I'm definitely down for that. I'm ready to step up my vacation game a bit and hit other continents ya know? The only other country I've been to is Spain. After Africa, I'm down to come back closer to home and hit Central and South America. J is talking about going to Australia next year. That would be cool too. The goal is to do at least one vacation a year. I owe myself that reward. Why else do I work?

This year's cruise made me think about last year's cruise. One of the things I remember the most is quite sad actually. After the vacation, I learned that one of my friends was very uncomfortable during the trip. It turns out that he thought my family had a problem with him and his girlfriend, which in no way was true. As a result, I hardly ever talk to this friend, and I know that his girlfriend doesn't care for me at all. I know it's impossible to control how others feel about you, but it bothers me to no end that there is someone out here in this world that has malicious or contentious feelings towards me. It kills me inside when people are upset with me, or have issues with something I've done. I really do believe that I'm a nice person, so things like this just send me into tears, especially when I believe I haven't done anythng to warrant this person's feelings. The year before the cruise, my friend came with me to a formal ball that I organized, as a honest to God friend. When he came on the cruise with his girlfriend, he felt like my family looked at him sideways because he showed up with a different girl. Now my family would never think like that or purposefully make anyone uncomfortable. My mom, cousins, and aunts (the people who met and knew my friend from the ball) were so excited to see their sisters, cousins and extended family that they weren't even thinking about my friend and his girlfriend. So I was shocked when I went over to say hi to his girlfriend about 5 months after the cruise and she acted like I was her primary enemy. After I pulled myself together, it took me a while to figure out why she got up and walked away when I came over to say hi... I don't think I'll ever forget that feeling...when she returned my hug with two snubb fingers on my back and cold shoulder. I wanted to apologize for whatever I did, but knew that I needed to keep my distance. ANYWAY, I think I'm writing about this because I had some of those feelings again on this year's cruise. And it bothered me. I absolutely HATE it when people have a problem with me. Especially when I don't know why. And most of the time, it's a communication problem. I never mean to hurt a single person's feelings and I wish that somehow everyone in the universe could know that about me. But alas, I can't be naive and the world isn't perfect. I don't want to leave this world with an enemy or in a bad spot with a human being. I don't care if it's the homeless man down the street or George Bush. I can't have anyone mad at me. My heart breaks when that happens.

On a lighter note, baby boi is coming to visit this weekend! It's completely unplanned but we couldn't take it anymore. Going a week without talking on top of not being able to see each other due to the long distance relationship almost killed me. During my travels back home from the cruise, I spoke to my mom about the trip and she immediately pointed out that something was wrong. And of course, she knew what that something was. She said that I needed to recharge again. That I needed a dose of baby boi. I liked how she knew how I felt even before I knew what was wrong. It was also nice to hear her say that she couldn't do it if she was me. Sometimes I feel like "parents just don't understand" or they don't really care about your relationships because they all seeem so frivilous in our day and age, but she really empathized with me. That made me feel warm inside. So yes, he's coming and finally I'll be able to feel like I can breathe again. Normally, I don't like talking about personal relationships on blogs. It's actually quite uncomfortable. I guess I feel like people don't really care and it's too private to entertain on the world wide web. That's what my journal is for (that I wrote in almost every night on the cruise). But I need a pick me-up this time around. And speaking briefly about my upcoming weekend is a very large pick me-up.

I'm ready to dive back into life. I feel like I need to re-prioritize and re-center myself. I feel so out of whack. I need to remember what my purpose is in life and what my goals are during this stint of mind in New York. I haven't felt very close to Jehovah in a while and realize that is most of the reason why I feel the way I do. I've been going through the motions, great motions at that, and have had so many quick and fast blessings breeze my way, but I haven't had that complete and total peace that I used to have for a nice chunk of time while living in LA. I think that it takes extra effort to find peace in New York. Everything here is so hard. New York doesn't let you relax with the weather, the over-crowdedness, the pollution, the noise, and the all around general fight. But someone from New York said to me on the cruise that his most peaceful time was when he was surrounded by everything...or something to that sort. That sounded so utopian. I'm anxious to have that. I'm all about tranquility and peace so I have to carve that out of New York. I need to find my space in this whirlwind of a city. I need to find me.

Well people, I didn't know I was going to be this honest and open tonight, but I guess it's appropriate. I feel very honest and open at this moment. I'm glad tomorrow is a holiday. I need a moment to myself, after I do my laundry, check up on my bills/accounts, enroll for a photography class, and clean up my tiny space. I wish I could escape to a library or a quiet beautiful spot tomorrow, but it's so hard finding either in 20 degree weather. I might just go downstairs to the restaurant and have a cup of hot chocolate. Maybe I'll turn that into my place. The place where no one else is invited.

My heart goes out to you world. I pray that you're peaceful and full of love right now. I love you.

Vacation 2008 - Miami, Key West, Cayman Islands, Jamaica

I had a nice time...I experienced a first, AND A LAST, even before getting on the cruise...The highlight was climbing the Dunn's River Falls and the Bamboo Beach Club party in Jamaica...It was great to see all my friends after a year of planning...(identity of friends are not revealed in pics below...not sure how they feel about being posted on the world wide web)...I feel like I've been away from the real world forever...Back to the grind...Enjoy a sample of my 553 pics!



Pre-cruise. On South Beach, Miami.


Me in Key West.


The cute towel animal we came home to.


Don't know why I look so serious. This was on our "Fun Day At Sea" and where I got my new bronzed skin tone. =)


About to go down the big slide on the cruise ship. I felt like a little kid all over again!


The view from our window. Docked in the Cayman Islands.


Shopping in the Cayman Islands.


My girl looking out at the beautiful scenery. Blue waters...Amazing.


3J in full effect (again).


Welcome to Jamaica!


Hello Mister Police Officer.


And this is how you jet-ski in Jamaica.


The beautiful 3rd, 4th and 5th floor view.


Cruisin...


The mighty Carnival Liberty ship.


Me enjoying the music.


The sunny lido deck.


This is when I learned of the "accent affect" feature of my camera. Notice the black and white sky with the blue clouds.


Our ship in the Ochos Rios, Jamaica port.


Using the "accent affect" again. Black and white pic with green highlights. How pretty! Jamaica is picture perfect.


I love this picture. Dancing at the Jamaican beach party.


Take us out Rasta Men!

A Grown Man

Today is baby boi's 30th bday. If you didn't know him, you wouldn't have a clue that he was 30. He looks like he could be turning 27 years old. I guess that's not that big of a difference but there is something different about 30. You know who just turned 30 as well? John Legend. John Legend wears his 30 years. Maybe baby boi doesn't because he's so young in the heart. It's most likely the goofiness that saves him. lol. But for real though, I'm with a grown butt man and I love that! Who has time to be playing around with this little boys? You can't really blame them though. They're doing what they're supposed to do at 25, 26 and 27 years old. Not all men can be classified this way, but the majority are. Let's just be real about that. It's nice having a man who's serious about his heart and future. There's no room to play around, go days without talking, have secrets, or wait for someone to come to him. He is ON IT! So here's to 30. I'm really feeling it and overwhelmingly proud of him...

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A HUGE Milestone!

Today has marked an incredible milestone in my life. =)

For the first time since May 2004, I stepped into a studio and took my FIRST OFFICIAL DANCE CLASS. WoHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

Of course I was a bit nervous because I wasn't sure what my body would tell me. It would either tell me to shutup and sit down or it would nod in agreement and say, "okay, oaky... i see what you're trying to do to me. i'll be nice and work with you this time."

MIRACULOUSLY, I made it through! Even though my legs felt like spaghetti after an hour and a half of Horton, it felt incredible to dance again...to be among other dancers...to take choreography...to feel my body align...to connect with music...to wear dance attire...to sweat. While wobbling down 9th avenue, I couldn't help but smile and call my mother on the way to the subway to tell her all about my first night at Ailey. =)

Look out for me in the '08 people! My muscles might be weak now, but wait until 3 months of hard work go by. You won't be able to touch me! Holla yaaaaaa'lllllll!!

A Monday Morning

I'm not my normal upbeat self today. I feel drained for some reason. I went to bed around 11, so I'm a little perplexed as to why I feel like I could fall to the floor right now. Wouldn't today be the day that I'm supposed to start dancing? Oh boy. =( When I was walking down the hall back from the bathroom someone said, "You don't even look into it." Oh goodness. It shows. Snap out of it j.a.c. I just turned on my pandora jazz radio station. Maybe that'll rejuvinate me. I feel like I need a vitamen. But I hate taking large horse pills. I know it's mental but I feel like I'm going to choke and die. Maybe if I eat this banana that's sitting on my desk... Whatever. I don't care. Why do I feel this way? Dag blasted Monday mornings!

Free Association; Or Rather, Insane Ramblings

ugh! I'm so frustrated. About everything and nothing at the same time! I just put a bit of rum into my pina colada juice. Did you know Tropicana (or Dole) makes Pina Colada juice? I sure didn't. I think it's new. How do I insert the little squiggly line over my 'n' without wasting all my time finding the character map? It takes too much work to insert those accent marks and such. I need a shortcut. I'm watching "Wedding Date". I just absolutely LOVE romantic comedies. They are truly my favorite genre of movie. I saw "The Holiday" for the first time today with my Netflix account. I shed a tear...it was so beautiful. The movie had your girl all emotional and whatnot. Do you hear me? The girls in "Wedding Date" are completely drunk. That's a disgusting feeling. I surely do not want to get drunk ever again in my life.."I don't know you, but I want you so bad." That's the song that's playing right now. I believe this is by Maroon 5. That seems like the theme to the last couple of days. "The Holiday" played with the notions of having fun and enjoying your time with complete strangers. I was able to enjoy myself with two complete strangers yesterday...bus drivers. Not like that though...It was the weirdest thing how easily we chatted it up. The first bus driver, Joel (with an accent over the 'e') told me all about his life. From how much he used to earn to why he demoted himself. It's interesting to listen to people's stories. As a matter of fact, that's what the Watchtower was about. Listening to others. Full circle. Things always come full circle. I know I'm rambling but I don't care. I have nothing but words jumbled in my mind and I need to write them out. What's the use of a free association if you don't shoot out what you need to say? This is the turning point in the movie. Sorry for going back and forth, but I just looked up at the tv. This is where they begin to fall in love with one another. Of course it would be during a dance. Dance has that ability though. It's a language without words. An amazing tool to communicate emotions... desperation, love, pain, sorrow. And that is why I love dance... and romantic comedies. Ha! Romantic comedies make it seem as if everything is alright. Like this will actually end well, and all the hard work was worth it. They make you believe in love and believe that it could happen to you. They restore your hope and joy. They do more than they should. Sometimes love can be sickening though. No matter how they put it in movies, love is difficult. But I'm not here to dampen anyone's perspective or mood. I'm here to spend some time. Time getting out my words. Expressing my heart's desire without inhabitions. Without caring what any thinks. Because writing is freeing. Writing is freedom. As a matter of fact, I'd rather write than talk. I know that's impossible because so much would be lost without face to face verbal communication, but writing is simple. It's clear and 10 times easier. I have to pack a bag tonight. I start dance classes tomorrow. I'm very nervous. What if I don't or can't move the way I used to? What if I suck? I guess I'll find out soon enough. The dance world is entirely unique. Here I go entering it again. Exotic, touchy feely, wild, sexual, gay... It's so out there. Here's the bad part of the movie. Where the leading lady finds out that her ex had sex with her sister when they were together. How horrible is that? That's why love hurts so much. But it still ends up well. That's the miracle about romantic comedies. They all end up well, no matter how severe the pain is. I know I shouldn't get sucked into these movies, being that they offer a false sense of hope, but I can't help it. See. Look. Michael Buble's (with an accent over the 'e') "Home" is playing. How can you not get suckered into something like that? This is getting long and it's getting late. Sorry to leave you so abruptly. Goodnight.

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Fashion Accessories in '08

It doesn't really matter how much you spend on an outfit. It could be an outfit from Target or Bloomingdales. What really matters is your accessories. Spend money on bags, coats, shoes, and jewelry. If your accessories are top notch, your whole ensemble is platinum.

Here's a couple of accessories to note this first quarter of '08.

An Exotic Find - Snakeskin Heels
Step strong into high fashion.






Short to Medium to Long - Classic Trenches
Slip it right over your little black dress...






The Miniature Must Have - Clutches
Not just for an evening look, Use in the day too!

In The Mind of Zuri

'It's not that we don't talk often,' she thought to herself. 'I don't have to talk five times a day to feel close. That's not the point. It's the fact that when we do, the conversations are empty or uncomfortable.' She sat back into the seat, ignoring the iPod blazing in her ears. 'Who wants to sit on the phone in silence or argue over something dumb during our time. If I'm going to call, I want substance. I want us to be cordial.' Zuri slumped in her office chair to ease the tension in her neck while her mind raced a mile a minute. She hates it when things are out of wack. When one thing is out of wack, everything seems to fall apart. Her body starts to hurt, her attitude suffers, and her energy drains. 'What's a girl to do?' Her entire body remained still as if she were waiting for someone to give her the answer. Instead, all she heard was Kelly Rowland say, "See what ya'll don't know about him is I can't let him go because he needs me!" Zuri chuckled under her breath as if just realizing something. 'Why does everything have to be about a man?' she questioned while Kelly sang to convince Beyonce and Michelle that they don't know her man. 'Every girl in the universe has man issues or centers their lives around what men think. They way we dress, how we style our hair, how we interact with our male friends, what our mood is for the day... Why can't women just do them without thinking about catching a man, keeping a man, attracting a man, or wanting a man?!' Instantaneously, Zuri's annoyance level escalated. Surprisingly enough, she already knew the answer to that question, but decided to surpress the response. 'Sure women say that they spend insane amounts of money on their hair and toes for themselves, but come on. You spend money on your vanity so that you feel prepared and fabulous when it's time to go out and attract or be with a man. Is that not the truth?' Zuri sat up and tapped her fingers on her desk. 'I wonder what my girlfriends would say if I brought that to the table next week.' Zuri pondered some more... 'They'd probably crucify me.' Zuri smiled as she thought of their responses. "I don't do this for a man!" "Shooo. I do this for myself!" "Girl please! I'm too fly and fabulous to worry about how I look to some man!" "F- men!" Zuri's smiled widened even more. 'I can't wait to see my girls...' Flashbacks of moments and old pictures began to scroll through Zuri's mind as she pictured all of her friends. Before she could get to the fourth friend, the sun began to shine through Zuri's eyes as she thought further about her meeting with them. The tension in her neck began to relax. In a knee jerk reaction, Zuri stopped tapping her fingers. 'I don't know what I'd do without my girlfriends. No matter what's going on in life, they always keep me alive.' Forgetting about her earlier annoyance with her boyfriend, Zuri found the energy to log onto her computer and began her work day with a smile on her face. "Happy Wednesday!" she said out loud. =)

Ran-dumb Thoughts Again

Jason's Lyric is on. I was just thinking about this movie. I was daydreaming one day, wondering who would be there if I got hurt. Suddenly I flashed to the scene where Jason's brother, Josh shot Lyric by accident and Jason carried Lyric out in tears. Ya'll remember that scene? Touching wasn't it? I don't know why I automatically flashed to such a dramatic and morbid scene, but such is the human mind... You know what else gets me about that movie? That song... I don't know what the name of it is, but when you hear it, you'll know exactly what I'm talking about. It's the music that plays on every touching scene in the movie. It arrests your heart.

I've been sitting here importing CDs into my iTunes for about an hour. In listening to my iPod on the way home today, I realized that none of my men are in my iPod. My Joes, Dave Hollisters and Tanks. As much as I love R&B men, I don't know how I could have gone so long without hearing a R&B man tell me how beautiful I am, how much he loves me or how sorry he is. I think I need a little Dwele too. I have to remember to put him in before I go to bed.

I have to get my hair, toes, and spa treatment done this upcoming weekend. I also have to get a pair of my sandals fixed. The shoe place in CA said he couldn't fix my shoe. I bet you someone will be able to fix it here. People are hustling here in NY. Everybody's trying to make a dollar.

"In A Sentimental Mood" by John Coltrane is one of the most romantic songs ever. I can't describe what this song does to me, but it's great. It calms me down when I'm stressed. I'm back to the point where I'm in love with music again. It comes and it goes, but when I realize how wonderful music is, I'm obsessed with it.

I want to get back into reading novels. My sister gave me a book to read and I finished it in less than a week. I forgot how much I love reading. I'm going to read a book with baby boi and one on my own. Speaking of books, I miss book study. I haven't been in town long enough to find one.

I'm so embarassed by the black movies that keep coming out. What's going on people? Where's he next "The Best Man" or "Love Jones"?

I haven't really thought much about the new year or what it will bring. All I can really say is that I'm ready for it. The year's going to go by fast as I learn my job and do my best to do what's right. Let me see. What's one thing I can work on? I would say health and exercise but my girl E has already taken care of that for me. We used to dance together in college. She's already commanded that I accompany her to the studio is '08. I don't really understand how to dance in the winter - it's cold outside and i'll be all sweaty after class...not a good mix - but I suppose I'll figure it out. So the one thing I will work on is my spirituality. I feel like I always say that though. Hmm. What else can I work on? My finances. I forgot about those. '08 is about fixing the finances. Health, spirituality and finances. Sounds good.

Okay Teedra. I really need this new album. I'm about to lose my mind here. The Young Lioness is sure to be the highlight of 2008 for me. February right? Right Teedra?! I miss you Ms. Teedra Moses. (And yes I'm a stan.. shout out to MC.)