Have a happy new year!!! Yea I know I am late but better late than neva.

I found out after Hurricane Ike hit us, because there was some man who knocked on my door looking for apartment 4. I was  like umm, what are you talking about?  There is no apartment 4. I live in a Townhouse but its like  a four-plex. We all have the same address followed by a b c or d. So I told him that. He then proceeded to tell me that the house was in foreclosure and the landlord had not been paying the mortgage on it for a good 6 months. I was totally in shock about this because I know I pay my rent on time every month so where the hell was my money going right?? I later figured out that the address probably had a 4 on it because there are 4 units duh!! I guess the man had some eviction notice in hand and told me he was just going to take 4 as meaning D since D is the 4th letter in the alphabet I guess and put it on D door. I was like whatever do that then but he did advise me maybe I shouldn’t pay the man anymore rent. Really and truly the move out letter should have been posted on everybody door but the man only had one letter ha.

The guy in D has since moved out. My boyfriend knows him pretty well . He is the man you want to go to for whatever your pleasure may be. He moved across the parking lot to another one of the townhouse buildings over here. I guess he didn’t want to play with them folks and if it was me hell I would  not have either but now what about the rest of us?

I spoke to my landlord a couple of times. Of course he acted confused like he didn’t know what was going on . Hummm ummmm..sure guy but I continued to pay my rent for September and October. I started getting all the letters in the mail from lawyers addressed to him wanting to help him. I called him about that too and I guess still in denial he was like oh don’t worry about that I got it under control. Humm ummm…sure guy.

Soo in November I ended up calling him yet again  to fix my back yard fence  which has been destroyed since September due to a lot of rain we were getting. It was not strong enough to hold up and eventually fell. I called him about it on several occasions before and he did not get it done. The dude in apartment D had it fixed for us a couple of times. I guess he paid a crack head to  rig it up but it kept falling and I was tired of people just walking through my yard from across the street where there are other houses trying to get a short cut to the store or whatever. Also i wanted him to get someone to mow my lawn which has also not been mowed since September and to tell him about the tree that had fell in apartment A’s front yard because of the hurricane that had not been removed yet. I mean there are like 10 buildings over here where I stay but they are all privately owned with different landlords and our building looks like crap. We look like the unloved step sister of the neighborhood because he has not been keeping up the maintenance.

Well anyways he then proceeded to tell the truth…finally. He is not able to fix anything else on the property yadda yadda yadda I don’t know why but he started telling me this sob story about them taking his home. I mean don’t get me wrong I have a heart and I feel for him but I hate liars. Don’t pretend to me like everything is honkie dorie when it isn’t and thats exactly what he did all the times that I had to CALL HIM to find out what was going on while he still accepting my money. He told me that apartment D had to move out (which I already knew) but he don’t know about the rest of us and he was trying to find out what was going with that. I asked him about the rent for November and he told me to go ahead and kept it so that I could have money to move and if I needed anything to just ask him. Fine.

Apartment D moved out in November. I kept the money for November and just waited around to find out if I should move or not. Don’t you know this fool call me like a week and half later and asked me to send him the rent. Yea he smokin. Whatever dude. That money went to pay a 300 dollar light bill you better gone with that. I guess after he could not get any more money out of me he didn’t want anything else to do with me because when I would call him and try to find out what was going on with the foreclosure process,  he pretends to not know. Fine dude whatever be like that then. The last time I called me he told me someone from the mortgage company will be getting in contact with me soon. About what I dont know he pretended to not know this. We almost to January and no one has contacted me and I don’t even know where to send rent even if I was going to. All I know is that I am not sending any more money to him and I hope A or B are not sending money to him either. I tried to talk to the dude in A (they are Asians) and they didn’t seem to know anything about what was going on . I bet they still giving that money but whatever.

I don’t know if I should move or what. Right now we have put some of the money to the side . I am trying to save for a little 2000 dollar or something car because I need another vehicle bad and I am hoping nobody comes knocking on my door about rent for the last couple of months because humm I don’t have it soo I been trying to read up online to find out what my rights were.  I read about some dude that lived in a foreclosure property for close to a year rent free. I don’t feel right about that. I just want to get a car and then probably bounce. If somebody would tell me what was up I would be paying rent but the landlord wanna act like an ass and not give me any info so whatever.

I have been reading a couple of people blogs and I know I am not the only one going through this right now only thing is my situation is a little more unique because I wasn’t thrown out like the guy next door was. Will see soon how this turns out. Anybody got experience with this and has advice let me know.

Now I don’t know how I managed to piss mother nature off but everybody witnessed this event except me. I didn’t get not one drop of snow. I was on the phone paying my cable bill and the comcast rep tombout “do you see the snow??” all excited and shit. I am like what snow girl? What r u talking about? Where tha hell r u ? And she was in Houston by the Northwest Freeway and I told her well send some over here to me I’m by the Southwest Freeway because I ain’t gettin a drop. She was sooo freaking excited, she was  like” yes I am from the Philippines and I have never seen snow before. Does it usually snow here?” Umm nooo this is a rare day but I was happy for her because she was just too krunk lol.

We only get to see snow about every 4 or 5 years and I have never seen this amount of snow since  never….I was in elementary the last time we kinda got snowed on like this and we ran outside with socks on our hands to play in it. Hell we in Texas we didn’t know nothin about what gloves are but oh well maybe in 4 years I shall get some snow in my own backyard.

I am just happy that I don’t have any kids because I would have been hot that they didn’t get their snow.

All I got was some cold cold temperature and rained on real hard. Man its fuckin cold.

How good does it  fill knowing that you are loved? I love the fact that my man tells me that I make him soo happy. He has no problem expressing to me how he feels and putting into words how I make him feel. I love it soo much. When we came out of Dave n Busters, we was all giddy with excitement after going there acting like big kids, being competitive, and just playing games. Everytime we come from Dave n Busters he is always soo happy and in a good  mood. Just like a kid . All he need is his games. Men can be such simple creaturs sometimes.Not complicated individuals like us lol.

It is good to know if he is ever feeling down all I have to do is take him to Dave n Busters, get him his Spicy Lamb dish that he enjoys from this Asian Restaurant, and ride him one good time, and he’s pretty much in Heaven. Haha. I crack myself up but its soo true. He is a complete turn around from that last man that I had. Couldn’t make that man happy to save my life. Always had something to complain about no matter what I did. Oh well.

Last night before bed I wanted to recap a little bit by asking how was the last two years and what did we need to improve on in order to make our relationship improved and be where we would like it to be. I think we both agreed that we are really good now. I spent the majority of the first 2 years pushing him away and just basically being afraid of getting hurt and I have really sloooooooooooowed down on all of that. The more we are together I am starting to let my guard down a little more. Isn’t it like when u let your guard down shit goes wrong tho?  People sometimes take that as they q to act a damn fool .But whatever I am letting my guard down more and more and just enjoying the relationship and being happy. I had read some quote the other day basically about why waste time worrying about problems that are not there. You should handle those problems if and when they come up. If you spend all your time worrying about something that isn’t there you miss out on enjoying something that is good and beautiful and right-right now.

Live for today basically and I am doing that!! When it comes to my relationship anyway haha.

For the life of me I could not figure out why my stomach was hurting soo much last night. I had drunk some 7 up and vodka and baby was like it’s the  7up. I am like no can’t be because I was always told you take 7 up when you having stomach pain. It supposed to settle your stomach. He was like no thats Sprite. I was like no I have never heard anyone say drink a Sprite when your stomach was upset. That doesn’t even sound right but he said thats what he was always told. But anyways smart ass was like if it was 7up  your stomach  wouldnt be hurting right now would it. Always gotta be right I tell ya. This is just the kinda shit we argue about on the regular.

Lets not talk about him though. He lit my damn bedroom on fire last night with his damn funky ass farts. He is always like that when he eats too much cheese. No more pizza for us right? I have never seen anyone set off as many bombs as he did last night LMAO. Eww!! Them thangs was fuckin dangerous. And then he don’t know how to switch his little booty the other way so when I have my face under the covers I get a mouth full of fart. Nasty. I love that man but I swear I wanted to beat him down last night. Finally I told him…that is soo not cute. It is soo not sexy. You are taking all the mystery out of this relationship and I am about to downgrade you to kid brother status if you continue with them F bombs. He had the nerve to pass one yesterday when we was about to get our groove on and he must have saw my face because he ran and got some Febreeze and sprayed it towards the ceiling. I am soo mad that damn Febreeze came down right on top of who? Me you guessed it. Why he gonna spray it right over my head like what goes up doesn’t have to come down. I must really love him because I was soo annoyed and soo not in the mood but thats my little clumsy man so we still managed to get it in and it was good.

Since I told him not to fart around me anymore he too kept getting up about 10-15 times last night and all I heard was brooooooooooooooooooooonk!! and then he’ll come back in the room and lay back down and then I  would get up and got to the restroom and take care of my business and we did this all night. Took turns getting up.

The joys of getting old hunh. At 25 and 26 damn… we are not even 30 yet. I do love my jalapenos but dammit if I gotta go through this everytime I eat them from now on I pass. You just don’t know how bad my stomach is hurting right now.

I hope he learned his lesson but you know how men is. I kept telling him that shit will catch up to you. But I am not sad n e more. I don’t think I will get any sleep tonight tho because I will be up waiting for him.

Her kids are loud. Her kids are always in my damn way when I am walking out of my townhome and I really just wish they would move!!!

Dammit I like my privacy. And they are invading my space. Am I racist if I say I don’t like to live by black people?

I’m sorry but damn it I hate drama and shit and whenever black people move near me they always seem to bring it.

I been staying here going on 3 years now and now all of a sudden I am thinking about moving.

How about I have been having my car sitting up for months now because I was going to get it fixed but then later changed my mind and decided fuck it let it rot. I just never had pickyourpart come and pick it up but its been sitting in my damn parking spot. MINE MINE MINE. Minding its own damn business and I don’t know who but dammit I wished I did know because they ass would be mine. Anyways some little fucker decides to bust the window on my car. This happened right after the hurricane so at first I thought Ike did it but then one day the boyfriend talked me into cleaning out the car so I could scrap it and lo and behold I found out someone tried to steal the cd player I had in there. Also the key on the passenger side had been picked. I was a mad bitch at that time but I still didn’t have it moved.

Yesterday I get home from work and I see the back driver side window had a hole in it as if someone threw a baseball through it. I was steaming then because I didn’t know who had done it and was mad that the little fucker had the nerve do it right up under  my damn nose while I am in the house chillin. All I had to do was step outide and catch they ass. What balls they have.

Last night, I needed some cigarettes soo bad so we about to go to the store and saw the little fucker had not only completely finished off the back driver side window but had also completely busted the back window. Fucked up my whole night. I don’t give a fuck if it is a piece of shit car and has been sitting there what gives you the right to tear up my shit!!

You don’t know how mad I was about this shit last night. I couldnt even resume what we had been doing before we had even went outside. I went back in the house raised the windows in my living room and listened because oooh I wanted to catch they little ass soo badly because it seemed like they wasn’t going to stop until they had they fun busting all the windows out.

Now I don’t know for sure if the ones next door did it or not but I do know that she had been complaining to her landlord to move MY CAR. What tha hell?

And lastnight when I was listening for them it sound like i heard a rock hit my living room window or me and the boyfriend may have just been listening for a reason to go out there and charge they ass up but the next thing I know my man had ran out the door and was yelling at them about throwing rocks at our window and I his ride or die chick was right behind him not even asking about the rock that hit my window but was asking them about my car lol.

Slept with the window open upstairs too and the fan off so I could hear knowing I am a hard sleeper but I tried to sleep with one eye open because I wanted to catch they ass soo bad.

Spent the whole day waiting on a tow truck to come and get the car which he never did and I swear if I go out there and see another window busted I am going to bust someone’s azzz!! I don’t know who’s but I will find one to bust.

I was yelling at everybody kids today because anytime I heard someone even near my car I was outside telling they ass off. DONT FUCKING SIT ON MY CAR, JUMP ON MY CAR , OR TOUCH MY CAR. ITS NOT A FUCKING PLAY TOY. GO PLAY WITH YOUR OWN MAMA’S CAR.

All I do everyday is go to work and come home and mind my own but I see I am going to start showing my face a little more around this damn place. Folks wanna fuck with my shit around here.

Thinkin about moving. I can’t stand staying around  bad ass kids and they ghetto ass parents.

The boyfriend gets up to go get some cookies out of the kitchen and starts to eat on them. They those old expensive ass Pepperidge cookies that have only a few in the pack. Supposedly they his favorites but this the first I ever seen him eat one in 2 years??

Me: Can I have one? Well wait how many you have left in there?

The bf: Yes you can one.. (proceeded to give me one) ..I don’t know how many left in here.

Me:How many you have left?

The bf: Three.

Me: Oh okay No sorry I changed my mind I don’t want any.

The bf: Girl, here. Take this cookie.

Me: No I don’t want one.

The bf: Why you ask then?

Me: Because . I did want one because I saw you with it but I changed my mind because you only have 3 left.

The bf: I don’t care if I only have one left. I don’t mind sharing with you.

Me: I know. I just don’t want it now.

The bf: Damn you make me not even want to eat it anymore (proceeds to get up and put the cookies away)

Me: ( I’m upset) Just because I changed my mind about wanting a cookie does not mean that should stop you from enjoying your cookies and milk.

The bf: I just don’t want it anymore.

After that we was watching tv but I didn’t even want to watch it anymore because he had a shitty ass attitude looking all pissed all because I changed my mind about a damn cookie. And I was mad because he put the freakin cookies away just because I changed my mind and didn’t want any.  I was like what tha hell?  He started talking about how I always put him before me and he don’t like that. Any other girl would have been like give me a cookie or whatever but I am always thinking about him and being extra considerate of him and his  feelings  like me not wanting to eat all his cookies.

WHAT THAT HELL? SOO YOU MAD BECAUSE YOU HAVE A GIRL THAT IS CONSIDERATE NOW???

Ummmkay. He told me he like the fact that I am giving but I am too giving sometimes that it makes him mad. It was stupid and petty. I changed my mind this is not a reason to argue because I changed my mind. So we was going back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. Then he got up and was like you know what this is not going to change. We are going to continue to argue and started getting his stuff to leave. He still had his stuff in the Tundra from a few days ago that he did not bring in the house so basically he was just grabbing a few things he had in here to leave.

I wasn’t saying shit I was trying to be all hard about the situation like nigga wanna get mad about a fucking cookie and leave let him go then lol! He tore up the letter I wrote like did you even mean this shit??? I was like I meant it at that time lol. So he left out the door and I was looking out the peep hole at him to see if he was really going and I saw him place his stuff like next to my door and walk off  . So I go oustide talking shit “you wanna leave and break up with me fine don’t be leaving your shit by my door” It was crazy. Crazy. Crazy. Crazy.

He ended up coming in the house tho and we had make up sex that night. It was real good too. Like better than it has been in a looong while.

I don’t know why we are arguing soo fucking much. I think maybe I have gotten in the habit of picking fights with him and its rubbed off on him and he has started to do that to me now. I was mad tho because I was like damn can’t a girl change her mind.

He is right about one thing I do always put him before me. I don’t know why I will do that in relationships. If we only have one thing left to eat in the house I will save that for him and the man is supposed to look out for the woman but I be looking out for my man real tough. I am very nurturing but I shouldn’t ever put no man above me. I need to work on that.

But yea we almost broke up over some damn cookie this time.

Gotta get me one of those shirts. Even tho I think its a cheap way for folks to make money.

It was a hellish experience but it could have been much worse for me so I should not complain I guess. It wasn’t a Katrina so I guess thats why some say it wasn’t soo bad but can anything beat Katrina? My God nooooooo and thank goodness. Hopefully that was only once in  a lifetime thing. But Ike was still the worst Hurricane I ever experience because it affected me the worse. But I digress, besides not being able to find the food I want due to the pickings of food at groceries stores being real slim and being in desperate need of gas right now plus businesses I want to go to still being closed I am ok right now. I wasn’t one of the ones that lost their homes and got washed out to sea but I was one of the first to lose their power.

Even after all the hoopla I still didn’t think Ike would effect me any. I was wrong. I was up watching the news on Friday night, the bf was on the couch sleeping through it all, and boy the wind was really blowing strong. I went outside and was surprised to see my whole little neighborhood standing outside. I guess they were curious about what the hell ike was up to as well. I stayed outside about 15 minutes talking to my homegirl Cee  on the phone then came back into the house and laid back on the other couch to finish watching the news.

The lights blinked off around 9. I was surprised as hell that my lights blinked off that soon. Afterwards I heard that the energy company was surprised as well by this. It was unexpected. 99% percent lost power!!! That is freaking amazing. One guy they interviewed that works for the energy company was on the radio describing how it felt to watch his little screen at work and to see all the customers that lost power at nearly the same time. He was like I nearly lost myself.  And as of today there are 3 million people stil without power.

The hurricane was not expected to make landfall until after 12 midnight and here it was just 9 and already problems.The lights did blink back on but the cable showed no picture so what the fuck ever I just turned it off. Woke up the bf to go upstairs and finished watching the news upstairs. We rolled a fat one and watched news a few minutes before laying it down.

Not long after laying down…the blinking of power started again. The fan and the clock radio kept blinking off on off on off on off on off on off on until I could not take it anymore. I don’t know why everytime the clock radio blinked on the radio blinked on as well because the radio on my clock was not even turned to on but I made the bf get up and turn it off for good and then the lights went off for good. And then came the heat and stickyness and uncomfortableness. I had the window raised up. I didn’t give a freak if Ike was coming I was hott as hell. I could not even sleep good because the wind was blowing soo freaking hard it kept waking me up. Ya’ll I had never experience wind like this. I thought it would break my window.

When I woke up I got to witness just how strong Ike was. It completely destroyed my fence in the backyard and ripped my umbrella that goes to my patio set to shreds. We took a ride just to see the damage it caused in our neighborhood. A lot of trees knocked down, fences knocked down, street lights hanging on for dear life by a thread, some street lights was completely in the middle of the streets. No one had power! No one had power at all! I was amazed.

It didn’t even rain in my area.

Ike was nothing but wind and that wind did all that damage. I mean I can take a little rain and a lot of flooding and I thought that was what Ike would mostly be. I was like oh its going to rain. Its going to flood. Whoop te Do. I was wrong.

Saturday we didn’t have any water. And thats when things got real personal lol. No way to take a bath. Had to deal with washing our asses with a piece of soap, a jug of water, and a towel. I look and felt a freaking mess. Hair all over the head. I was like damn Ike If I had known I would have at least got my hair done for you so I would not have been lookin this way.

We was unprepared. The bf downplayed the whole thing. You know how men is. I wanted to go get this get that to be prepared you know but I let him be the man and let him squash what I wanted to do. Next time I am taking my ass to the store to get some shit. Luckily Saturday we found this little Cajun stand that was open owned by Chinese that was selling food. Line was out the whoo zoo. We was there 3 hours until we finally got our food. It was the only thing open. I ordered the catfish basket and he ordered some boudin and chicken wings. Thank God for Asians. I found more Asian places open the day after the hurricane then anything. Them Asians is not going to lose no money. They gonna make it do what it do. Also thank God for H-E-B.  They was open the day after the hurricane. They didn’t have a damn thing on they shelves but they was open. I felt soo proud of that at the time. Walgreens was one of the first ones to open back up as well and you know McDonalds is down for the people.

Its funny me and the bf was sitting in the Tundra listening to music in the truckand kept seeing our neighbors come into the complex with McDonalds bags. We was like unh unh where is they getting this McDonalds from??? Fucked up part is we couldnt get shit tho because we didn’t have enough gas to go anywhere and did not know who was selling gas at the time.

All that FEMA shit was unorganized. People on the radio complaining how Houston was the first to open they arms to New Orleans but we felt as though no one was there for us. All the FEMA pods that were set up for people to go get water and food was no where near my area. Some lady called in and was like all ya’ll complaining like this is Katrina when you can go walk or drive to get something to eat. Ummm….. nooo…. maybe she had a FEMA pod in her area but the majority of people did not have gas to go a got damn where. Oh well I guess every hurricane we have from now on is going to be compared to Katrina from now but things were pretty bad for some more than most. For a lot of people this was the first time they had went thru anything like this. Any whooo We thought we found a store that was open because we saw people coming out with juice and shit turned out they were looting. Yep we had looters.

Me and the bf basically spent our time between talking shit to each other while playing Monoply. I beat him twice!! and Going to the truck to listen to the radio and find out what the world was up to. Sunday we found a Mexican Restaurant open that we walked to selling Mexican food. It was dark as hell up in that restaurant. Don’t know how they did it but we ate it and it was good lol. I saw an open sign and me and the bf was thankful.  Monday I don’t think we ate anything or at least nothing memorable. I remember telling the bf i was hungry he told me don’t think about it lol. Hard times people….

Tuesday we found gas. The bf got fed up finally and was like fuck this shit he manned up and was like I am about to find some gas. He was like we can’t spend another day cooped up in this house. So he went to walking and turns out the Chevron up the street was where all the people was getting gas. While we was sitting in the truck we kept seeing people leaving back and forth and he was like it gotta be a gas station near here open. I was like maybe they filled up before the hurricane. He was like naw its something open and he found it. 9:00 at night while he was in a long ass line waiting for gas, I called him and told him the good news that the power was back on. Thank you Jesus! Afterwards we just rode around and found a pizza place open that sold some nasty ass pizza. Took us an hour and a half because the line was long.

Damn near five days without power. It was hot. The house stunk from like the bad food. When he was getting gas I was cleaning up the place and while I was cleaning up the lights came back on. I was like ain’t this a bitch haha. Baby came in the house and saw I had all the candles lit up I had found and was like now you want to light candles. Ummm yea! lol funny stuff.

After all this I am thankful because it showed me to be thankful for the small things like electricity and water. Me and the bf depend on the tv a lot of times to entertain us and it was good that we got to do something outside of that like talk haha. We played Monoply and enjoyed our time together.It let me know our love can stand the times. He told me he wasn’t worried about the hurricane before it came because he was like we gonna have each other. Awwww…baby….soooo…..sweeet! Ha Ha.

I felt bad because I was complaining about how long they  were taking to get our lights back on when some of the people I am close to are still without power.

I know this is a long post and maybe a few will read it but this is mainly a reference post for me that I can look back over  and read from time to time. So sorry soo long

Mwah…..

Well thanks to Ike I am off tomorrow. Yippee!!! Another three day weekend. Job will probably be closed on Monday as well soooooo I will probably be having a four day weekend

Traffic was a bitch getting off work today! I had to take the bus so I didn’t appreciate being on the bus with funky smelly people with standing room only smelling underarm funk for a whole hour.

Ok. I need to buy a couple of flashlights and batteries, get some water, and maybe some bread and lunchmeat in case the electricity goes out.

I suspect the shelves are already empty at most grocery stores. People love to panic and act a fool fighting over water. Damn people! Anyway by the time BJ gets off everything will probably be gone off the shelves.

Right now Ike is expected to hit the Texas Coast as a category 3-4 and by the time it hits my area it will more than likely be downgraded to a hurricane 2 even if that. Who knows? Ike is ENORMOUS. He is almost the size of Texas. Who knows what he has up his sleeve.

My supervisor today was like are you prepared. I am like prepared for what? I mean Thank God the times I was in a Hurricane besides a lot of rain and a whole lot of flooding It really did not affect me much. He did kinda scare me talking about losing electricity though. That would be a bitch!

I just feel sorry for a lot of the older people that live in the older parts of town that keep getting their houses flooded out but hey it is Hurricane season. People are still cleaning up from the Tropical Storm that happened last month. This has been one of the busiest Hurricane seasons in awhile.

I am glad things are a little more organized this year tho. They have been doing evacuations in areas that are expected to get the brunt of it by zip codes now instead of the major major disaster of Hurricane Rita back in 2005. Everybody was leaving for the highway at the same damn time and the hurricane wasn’t so much the disaster as the traffic was on the freeway. A lot of people died sitting in traffic. That was horrible. But yea much better organization this year.

This time around Ike is expected to be much more worse than Rita and expected to carry on much longer.

But I am just going to sit back, drink a couple of beer, light a blunt and let nature take its course.

I’m going to be still following the storm in case something changes.

Well for my Texas peeps be safe!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Please.

Especially you guys that live closer to Galveston Island that will be more affected by this hell of a storm.

Smooches.