And we're back

Hello-Hello beautiful people of the blogging world. Its the start of another week in this rapidly moving year of 2012.

pretty, yeah? 

So after almost 3 months of not doing a damn thing to my hair, i finally bit the bullet (on a whim too i might add) and went to the salon and got a relaxer. It was a Dominican salon and that lady doing my hair (who spoke MINIMAL english) was not happy that i had "negro" hair instead of spanish waves...IDK what she thought was gonna be going on in my roots when she saw my black ass walk in with my big bright African Students' Association t-shirt.

Anywho, at least my hair is getting better. A lil longer, a lil healthier. Still got a long way to go but its a work in progress.

Back in March

Now

Moving along, This part may be of particular interest to the likes of Toin, HoneyDame, Ginger and Myne lol. But, the passive aggressive flirt is back. lol. If you recall, i discussed 2 of them here. Well Flirt #2...nothin came of that. We're just hi-and-bye friends. I think he has a girlfriend too. They look cure together so i hope that's his girlfriend. But Flirt #1...has been on some next level shiggidy lately. Since i hadn't seen him in a while i shot him a "hey, how's life, miss your face" message. He told me he was out of town for a while and followed that with a number of slightly suggestive texts. Just suggestive enough for me to raise an eyebrow, but so slight that again, i had to check myself and make sure i was not reading too much into it. Anywho, some days pass and he randomly hit me up which was funny because i had literally just left his area (though i wasnt with him and im sure he didn't know i was around). So again, he hits me with these suggestive texts...but um these were FAR more suggestive than the earlier ones. Like whoa...on some Fifty Shades of Grey type ish. Ok...not that suggestive lol, but pretty damn close. *Sigh* Nonsense.

Last thing...me and the parental units and the younger sibling went out to dinner the other day. The following conversation occured when my mommy went to leave the waitress a tip:

Me: Why are you leaving all those singles? You could be using that at the strip club...
Mom: I don't go to the strip club
Me: You should *swinging arm in the air like i just don't care*
Mom: Why would i do that when i have my own private stripper right here *looks lovingly at my dad*
Me: *embarrassingly loud* AAAAARRRRGH, don't ever in your life!!!!! *turns up face in disgust*
Mom: Well next time you'll stay outta my business!
Brother: *laughing uncontrollably*
Dad: Jennifer, I don't know who or what she's talking about.
Me: See, thank you. At least someone is trying to make the situation better. Nobody wants to know about that *walks off towards the car in a pretend huff*

Have a blessed week everyone.