Blocked Love Lessons

So....I went to write today and found out that the site has been blocked by the IT guy.

Really? What am I supposed to do now? WORK!?!

I can't believe this. I am not sure how much longer I can keep this going. Every time I find I little piece of happiness, they find a way to take it from me.

I guess it is a good thing that I have an interview on coming up. I hope they like me, like for real-for real like me because this place has even turned my computer into a prison.

As usual, I have started ranting and lost sight of my topic. Here is what I was going to say before I was so rudely interrupted by my "Blocked" Error...

My friends and I have spent a great deal of time lately talking about love and relationships. New relationship and the hope of one to come for Jigga and Mallow. The loss of one for Lotus and the quirks of the ever enduring love that JJ Santana rubs in our faces. It got me to thinking and questioning what I really know about love. I spend a LOT of time talking about it and I am certainly in it, but do I actually have any valuable wisdom to share? Turns out, I do.

I have learned many things about both love and relationships from the women in my family and I thought that I would share a couple here with you all.

From Sister:
If a man proposes, you can say, "No", but if you wear the ring anyway, he WILL think that you are engaged. I also learned that it is very embarrassing to have your mother return the ring (after she took it from you) to his mother and explain that you are not going to get marry her son.

From Big Cuz:
If you are are having an argument with your boyfriend that includes the line, "Ni**a, I got more hair on my p***y (lady part) than your sister has on her head!" you know that it will end badly. So badly in fact, that this boyfriend may shoot at you. The most important thing to remember (other than to move out of the line of fire) is to ALWAYS break up with someone who shoots at you. ALWAYS!!! Even if it is just to save face in front your family and friends.

From Mother:
Don't expect the person you marry to change drastically. They will make small changes, but that crap they do that gets on your nerves now will be the same crap that gets on your nerves 20 or 30 years from now. Pick someone whose crap you can live with.

From Grandma:
"Be careful, Honey. Those boys are all after one thing."
(Inner Thoughts- Oh my God is my grandma going to talk to me about sex. This cannot be happening) Me: What Grandma?
"They are always trying to be kissing. Don't you just go around kissing. Understood"
Me: No kissing. Got it.

I did not really follow that last piece, but she is just so cute that I had to include her. What I really learned from my grandma was to be careful about falling in love with the bad boy. She married hers and it took him about 45 years to reform. My mother married one and it took him about 25. I watched, I listened and I learned. I met and married mine, but not until he was already mellowed out. It was a good lesson to learn.

Class dismissed.