I'm At That Place

I got a two compliments today! And it's not even the compliments that excite me. It's the fact that I got two! And I got them within one hour of each other! I must be glowing today. Which is funny because I feel like crap. I just can't get enough sleep. And it's not because I'm a newlywed either so get your minds out of the gutter. My husband is taking me on a trip to Williamsburg on this long holiday weekend so maybe I'll catch up. It's supposed to rain a lot too. A rainy weekend away with the man I love is perfect.

One more hour. This has been the first long day I've had on my new job. The days usually go by quick. Now I'm begging the clock to speed up.

I started on the thank you cards. I'm debating on whether I should take them with me so I can write some on the trip down. I usually don't sleep as much as the hubby so I can use the mornings to get them done instead of doing what I normally do - messing with him until he wakes up... lol.

I'm watching Girlfriends as I type. This show has had a good effect on me. I'm jealous of these girl's style. I do realize that they are on a tv show, but they're always so put together. Hair is done, their clothes match and their feet never seem to hurt in their stilletos. =) Hence, I care about my hair more, I pay attention when I get dressed in the morning and I wear heels almost everyday. Yay! Hmm. Maybe that's why I got those compliments. Oooooooh. I know why I might be getting these compliments! It's because I have a weave! You know how men are about long hair. My own husband swore that he hated weave, but as soon as I told him that I was going to get it out, he frowned and asked me to keep it in. As soon as I get this wedding weave out, I'm going to get my hair cut back to the way it was. Short, sharp and sassy. I felt so good about myself when my hair was short. I think that I wear my hair the best that way. Even my sister said that I was fierce back then, and she loves long hair.

Twenty minutes to go...I can't believe that I'm married. I just looked down at my hands and all I saw were my engagement ring and wedding band. I have diamonds on my left ring finger! Gosh I feel grown. You remember back in the day when you were a freshman in high school and you used to look at the seniors and think they were so much older and cooler than you? And you couldn't wait to be their age? And you thought the day would never come when you would be at that place? Well, that's how I feel. I'm finally at that place I've been looking towards. And I can't believe it's here!!! I'm going out of town with my husband tonight and this is for real!!!! How about that folks?! Alright. I got 5 minutes to go. I need to pack it up. Have a great weekend!

Thank You For Responding

Yay! I actually got more than one comment on my last post! That's what's up! I'm still surprised that people are even reading this thang. Sometimes I feel like I'm talking to a wall. Not that there's anything wrong with that, but sometimes a girl would like a little feedback, ya know? But it's cool. I appreciate the responses and it makes me feel nice to know that people would rather me stay and write than not.

Anonymous is right. This blog is ME. While I am unified in heart, soul and body with a man, this right here is something that I have all for myself, by myself. Therefore it's important to keep. I don't know what I was thinking. I NEED to write. Who am I kidding? I'd lose my mind if I didn't have a blog. I still have this nagging feeling though that what was, no longer is. Subsequently, something should be different. There should be a tweak in here somewhere...I don't know. Is it as simple as changing the layout of my blog? Maybe it's continuing to write at a new blog address. I wish I could make a demarcation of sorts to separate the old from the new. Or maybe I'm just being extra. I AM menstruating. (This is my blog so I can say that.)

So T.C. says to write about black love... I might have said this before, but it's hard! Yes I'm happy. Yes I'm thankful for such a great husband. And yes, I wholeheartedly believe that we have the ingredients to success that a lot of married people don't have. But doesn't that sound too arrogant and cocky? Not to mention premature considering I've only been married for 20 days. What should I know?! I'm still in the honeymoon phase. I don't know the meaning of success yet. So how can I write about it? What most people probably need is an honest of example of what to do in the hard times. Because let's face it...it's not the good times that we're concerned with. But what I've become more conscious of is putting my business out there. I don't know if my husband wants to click on my blog one day and see our latest edition of WWF's King Meanie versus Queen Attitudey splattered all over the net. When I first started this blog, I was so honest it made no sense. And it felt GREAT! But what tends to happen over time is that people you know start getting a hold of your blog address and the filter starts jacking up your process. Bottom line is that I can't be as forthright as I want. While I try to maintain an honest atmosphere, I can't be as honest as I want to be on this blog. And my definition of honest is being detailed. I'm a writer. Description and colorful vocabulary are my friends.

I wish I could do something with this writing so I can feel like there's a point. But then again, I'm afraid of putting my writing into a box. I am happy to say though that I'm a featured blogger on a bridal site for Washington DC area brides. Every Friday, I'm shining a little wisdom on the bridal world and I'm proud of it. I dread having to think of ideas for the site, but once I'm writing, it's nice. It sucks that many people don't know about my participation on the site, but the older ones in my family don't feel it's appropriate to write about yourself or the ones you know on the world wide net. The last time I wrote my feelings down on this very blog and shared it with them, I was attacked. I ended up having to delete the posts. It's just a generation thing though. They'd have heart attacks over twitter if they ever got up on it. I don't even like twitter.

What I do want to get back to are those sexy, little mini stories I used to write. Remember this one? (click here) It's so surreal reading that considering where I am today. (I think I need to call my husband when I'm finished here.) I love that little piece of writing. It came from a very real place. A peaceful yet longing place. I'd like to get back there. To a place where it's so real I can't help but to pen beautiful expressions. I think I just need to read more. When I have a good book full of extravagant adjectives, well thought-out metaphors and exploding moods, I'm inspired. I think it's about time I focused on that coffee table book I've always wanted to put out. Hmm....

Final Blog?

I'm thinking about shutting Zuri She Wrote down. (If there are any objections, please let me know cuz I might be easily swayed!)
Not only have I been away for a while, but I'm starting a new phase of life.
Marriage is a whole new ball game and I'm no longer the lady I was when I started this journey back in '06.
I'm not just a lady anymore.
I feel like a dag on grown woman with a whole 'nother human being to take care of.
My husband needs me.
And I love it.

My creative juices are flowing again.
I've been thinking about a couple of projects.
Some home related and others just for me.
I'm interested in getting my JJ successful swag on while my husband gets his successful on.
If things go according to our desires, my husband will be moving on up in his career.
It's something he really really wants, so I'm sure he'll come across the reward in just a few.
As for me.. I love my job but I know that since I'm not living up to my potential, I need to supplement it with my own projects.
It's time to start putting things into action.
If you want to do, just do it right?

Well, this blog won't completely be left...
I have some plans for it.
And I'm sure there will be some times when a fire will burn inside of me to write.
Just wait and see.
This blog has gotten me through a lot of things.
I owe much of my sanity to these pages.
Writing will never be done away with.
I love it too much and I know that it loves me.