6.10.2008

NOTICE!!!

There are a couple new blogs scattered in the old blogs.

I'm Walkin'

Nope...
Uh Uh...
No Way...
Puh Leaze...
I am not paying $4.95 for gas.
I am also almost on E.
I feel like I am blowing shoes and fun right out my tail pipe.
That just doesn't seem right.
Maybe tomorrow morning it will have dropped a few cents.

Courtship

OH HELL NO!!!
This is bull$#!*

6.07.2008

Ring Me Later

I woke up this morning with Abbies wedding ring on. I know, crazy. Its fun to wake up in new diamonds. She hasn't asked for the lovely ring, which looks so good on my center finger, on my right hand. Later I popped over to work to try on my sisters engagment ring with Abbies band. Killer combo. After all that realized I was missing my very own diamond ring. Its out for repair. I miss my BFF!

6.06.2008

Morning Already

Its 8:05. I have been up since 6...well sorta. Time to start the day. Heading to the Mart to do some Immediate buying for spring. WOO HOO. I now have my own cabinet in my moms store. I am trying to bring a little Retail Therapy to Toni Moore.

6.03.2008

Oldie But Goody!

HERE IS AN OLDER BLOG FROM MYSPACE. ENJOY!!!

Talk Nerdy To Me
I have always LOVED nerdy boys.
Scott Aponte, Matt Halloway, Stuart Gebhart, David Mishook to name a few.
I still do. In college there was one boy Danny hot.
Graphic designer for video games. Wore mismatch socks. So cool. So smooth. So smart.
I loved their calculator watches, they way they dressed, and what they talked about.
My dad is an engineer.
My cousin is MichaelDorn aka Warf from Star Trek.
I love being in the same room as NASA scientists. I know 3 quite personally. It's always fun. I ask a lot of questions.
When my boyfriends dad and I would cook he always made it science. Thanks Gary!
So the fact that there is a TV show entirelly devoted to these Nerdy Intellectuals puts me in the mood.
As soon as Big Bang Theory comes on I am so giddy.
It's porn for me.
I cant stop laughing.
Sheldon and the little Jewish boy are my favorites.
My heart races at 8:25 thinking just 5 more minutes
I don't watch a lot of TV but I break for them.
Then suddenly its over and I count down the days and hours until next Monday.
God Bless Nerdy Boys!

Time Out!

I will update my blog soon. A month is a long time. I have a few drafts from May. I didn't have the heart or energy to publish. It would mean facing realities that I tried to out run all month. For the second year in a row May:1, Sorrelle:0. Ugh! I ripping may out of all calendars.

Jet Black...as im writting this im listenting to New Editon 'Would you love me'

This was written June 3rd.


When I was a girl there are a few this I wanted.

1. To marry Kris Smith from the duo Kriss Kross.

2. To be a Jet Beauty Of The Week.

3. To be short and curvy like Six from Blossom.



For a little black girl growing up in the 80s isnt like today. there are so many black women in news media education and so on a young black girl has a lot she can see herself in. So I would look to Ebony, Jet, and Essence . Jet always had a Beauty of the week and she was more often than not chocolaty and bodified. I wanted to be her. I was never tall enough to be a model but I tried. ha ha ha



Kriss Smith was a totally cute boy and as of lastnight after reading about his coffee table book of art, poems and lyrics I once again have a celebrity crush. I went to bed feeling about him like the girls I see tripping for the Jonas Bros.



I wanted to be short and curvy. If you have seen totaly old shool disney cartoons. The ones from the 40s that were silent but full of swing and jazz. The girls were always large in the chest, small in the waist and big on the bottom. At the age of 5 I knew how I wanted my body to be. My mom and maternal Grandmother are tall and pear shaped. No bra required. I don't think I have ever seen them in one in my life. All of a sudden I grew up and I was short and curvy like one of those Disney cartoons.

I may have not gotten the first two but atleast I am happy with my body.

5.14.2008

To Celebrate You

Tomorrow is the birthday of someone dear to my family and I . An amazing person for which I am and was forever changed the moment we met. It is true that love changes you. Not for the fact that we were in love but best friends who truly liked each other and hanging out together and making dreams come true side by side.



All the songs he taught me on his bass. I was his worst student. But I LOVE when he would let me jam with him and how he would just high 5 me and smile. Like he was proud. The concerts and music festivals we went to . The shows he was in. I always dreamed of having a musician husband. He would blow kisses to me from stage, wink, or give " the smile". Never wanting to feel like a groupie I was often seen toting his bass bag on my back in stilettos and dresses. Sitting next to Wyclef Jean and watching him play. And then hanging out with Wycelf a bit after the show. SOOOOO FUN!!! Thanks Babes. My private concerts. For this one moment again I would trade a millions of others... I used to sit on my knees backwards on our couch and he would sit behind the couch and play back for me for hours on ends. Some nights I would sit and other nights I would do ballet on the hardwood floors and as he played he would watch, and as I danced I would watch him. He said I reminded him of Moonlight Sonata... We would imagine our Afro haired babies rocking out backstage at a show. Once he said "When he plays the Hollywood Bowl I would be front and center". I knew then he was in it for life. His favortie Beach Boys song was " God Only Know", I can barely listen to it. We loved each other and each others art.



We sort of grew up together. A person changes a lot between 21 and 27. We had experiances that changed and challened us as individuals. We managed to keep growing together but never in eachs others shadow. He was quiet. Not dumb or uninterestiing. Just quiet. He did not waste time with small talk with anyone. Not that he was rude he just wasnt about face or false pretense. Jonathan was so loyal.



We had started looking at rings. I would show him the things I thought were cute. We went to Tiffany a few years before. And I sent a few emails from Tiffany as well. He like and approved my choice. But he still would see me looking and remind me that I like tension set too. He was a sweet man. I was excited. It was a matter of when and where.



The week leading up to his death I called him everyday several times a day and told him that I just needed him to know how much I missed him and that I would be back up north in a few weeks. I tried to get him to come down here and he tried to get me to go up there. In the end we decided that a couple weeks wasnt that bad. We were going to napa for my bday.

***I began to write this a May 14th. I needed a way to celebrate his life and our love. This is incomplete and most like nonsensical but it had to get out. ***

5.01.2008

Untitled

14 days until Jonathans birthday.
How this makes my heart ache.
He was my bread.