Dating: Made For TV!

If this post do not blow your mind, something is wrong. As I am sitting here typing, I am still trying to wrap my head around it as well as still asking myself, “did this really happen”.  This situation was the scariest, unreal, and craziest shit I have ever been in or witnessed. Hold on to this unbelievable ride, it is about to get bumpy.

Shane and I made plans for me to visit him while he was working in a different city.  He was about an hour away and I have made this trip before.  I knew it was not a bad ride and It would not take long to get to him. I told him that I would leave in an hour because I wanted to avoid as much traffic as I possible could. 

When I got to the hotel, I text him and he said he was starving so he went to get something for us to eat.  I said that was not a problem, I would run to Target to get a few things.  Fifteen minutes later, he called and said he had made it back to the room and he left the door cracked.  I finished looking around and headed back to the hotel.

Mr. Maybe: The Introduction

I met Mr. Maybe almost a year ago, but was unwilling to notice him.  When I first saw him, I thought he was a silly person because all he did was clown around.   The more we hung around each other the more we would talk.  I actually liked when he was around. My nights weren’t boring.

I didn’t realize that he like me until we were at a function and someone else brought it to my attention.  The person said, “I think Mr. M like you, he is coming around more and he ask questions about you”.  After that conservation, I started noticing he was doing what she said. He was coming around more and would hang out with me and hold conversations with me. 

He had a picture of my daughter that I wanted. He said I could either send it to myself or I could air drop it.  I just went on ahead and text it to myself because that was less complicated.  I wasn’t really trying to give him my phone number and he really wasn’t asking for it, either. Honestly, I wasn’t really feeling him like that at the time. Chuckling as I type, and that is how we exchanged phone numbers. 

Parenting: The Middle Child Complex

For some time now, I have been dealing with the middle child complex.  I didn’t want to realize that he was attributing to some of the behaviors that are associated with the Middle Child Syndrome.  As a parent, you want to believe that you have done a great job not to show favoritism when you have more than one child.  However, I believe I missed my own memo somewhere. 

Being that he has an older brother that excelled in sports, he doesn’t want anything to do with sports.  I really believe if he could change schools he would play a sport because he has mentioned that he don’t want to live in the shadow of his brother. 

Relationship Diary: Another Life Changing Relationship

I have been off my writing game because I had to sit back and regroup for a minute. I have shared things with you; major milestones, my friend’s craziness and now, my most recent break-up.

I never realized that you give and trust the person that you are in a relationship with so much. You have all of their pertinent information.  Man, I have to delete so much stuff it is ridiculous.  Not to mention, I have to change passwords and he does too, I digress.

EP and I decided to go our separate ways. Hell, we did that a while ago and I wasn’t ready to share that with you.  He and I had been going through some hard times for a while.  We were on/off, disconnected, reconnected and finally met the break-up point.  We didn’t split because of the distance, but because we are in two different phases in our lives. 

Sponsor Mom: Taking On the Challenge

Last year, I was the bleacher mom. Simply because, my daughter made the majorette team at her high school.  As the supportive parent I am, I yelled, videoed and photographed from the bleachers.  The squad had a sponsor that worked with them and I would help out when I can.  I didn’t do any of the “sponsor” things, more like the “majorette parent” things. I walked parades and bought drinks to the games for the girls to drink.

Well this year, my daughter is venturing into her second year as a majorette. So, I decided to take on the challenge of being the majorette squad sponsor.  Which means, I will have to order uniforms, schedule fundraisers, meet with parents, working closely with the band director and the principal, as well.  As a result, I will have to be present at all of their appearances.

What have I done to myself? Can I do it?  Will I survive? Let the fun begin!

My Happiness Chronicles

Starting off a New Year, everyone make their New Year’s resolutions. Some people make promises that they make about bettering themselves. 

So this year, I decided that I wasn’t going to do a New Year’s Resolution but, to work on being a better Jeigh. I want a better me. I want to love myself so I can love others. I want to improve on me from the inside out and outside in.

Therefore, I am doing 365 days of Happiness! I want to emphasize on great things that happened to me every day for one year. I will write about all of them, so I can share all of the good things with you guys.

Keep posted! 

Friend’s Escapades: Snooping in the Phone

During one of our “Girl’s Day Out” the topic of “Going through your boyfriend phone” came up. This is always a touchy subject because some of us is for going through the phone and the others aren’t so keen on snooping.

So, Jess said the other night she and Ralph were sitting on the sofa.  He got up to go in the bathroom and she did the ultimate betrayal to their relationship. She opened his phone, after watching him put in his passcode several times.  She said the found text messages from some friends and a couple of females. One particular female was asking about getting together.  She wasn’t sure if half of the conversation was deleted but she said it did not make sense.  It was like she was asking questions and he wouldn’t respond with an appropriate answer.  She said the female was an ex of his. She said the conversation went something like this when she confronted him about it.