The Humiliation of Inebriation

Ok. I am by no means and alcoholic, but I was in deep contemplation one day (night).


Let me start from the beginning. I am an EXTREMELY outspoken and up front person. I speak first and think about what was said later. I do this with my friends all the time so they know, and accept me for the "crazy lady" that I am. But, I will say, when I drink, it is COMPLETELY OUT OF CONTROL. I blurt out random, crazy, hurtful (at times) things. I don't mean it. I mean, the completely sober Rai wouldn't dare open her mouth to say anything half as hurtful.

But, The CrunkDrunk Rai Did.

I won't re-live the night by telling the story, but I hurt someone I truly love and care about. I know that they fill the same about me because they forgave me for it. Unconditional Love. Unconditional Love. Unconditional Love. Unconditional Love. I had to repeat it over and over because, it truly makes my heart smile to know that someone cares about me enough to accept me for my faults, as well as the positive attributes I have.

Long story short.

I am through with drinking excessively. One...two max for me. If it is coming to the point that I could potentially damage something that means so much to me... I am Good. Foreal. I am Good.

No Spirits (but the Holy Ghost ;o) for Me!

The End.

~Inebriationleadstohumiliation~

Awhile Since I Wrote...

Whoa...whoa... Don't be too mad at me.

I know it has been awhile since I wrote. Let me tell you why. After another wild and crazy (fun filled Dallas Weekend), I had to regroup. Go on a Hiatus from Da Hiatus. I am a faithful blogger so, don't give up on me.

Let's See, What Have You Missed?
*My Account of the Black Affair on Labor Day Weekend

Synopsis:
The Sunday Party was a BLAST. Leggs, NadiGurl, and Myself got all dollied up in our All Black and hit the town. We drank and partied it up to "till da break of dawn". I had a chance to hook up with Essence (a good girl pal of mine). We hadn't seen each other since the college days. Found a new drink of choice... Sexy Alligator boy! The best thing my lips have tasted in a long time. Best believe I wasn't drunk though (post coming soon). I had a WONDROUS time and headed back to HTown on Monday evening.

*The Evolvement and Da Kang and Me

Synopsis:
For once I am at a loss for words. It has been 6 months since I met my Soul Mate. King is truly the love of my life. I know it sounds corny, but he is all that I ever wanted and needed in a partner. I won't go into great detail, because he is a private person, but things are going great. Each day he shows me why he is in my life, and it makes since. God, was listening to me. It feels good. Six months down, a lifetime to go.


*A Stroll Down Memory Lane

Synopsis:
This past weekend I attended the party of friends of mine (A Virgo Affair). It was a pool party at the University I use to attend. And guess what? King came with me! Yup, I know. He really didn't know how to take me in that element. It was a blast though. It brought me back to a place I had been years before. I must say, I have indeed grown.


The rest of the past couple of weeks I will uses in later posts as, "general topics".

I am alive. The rai of warmth shines on!

The End.

~JustwhenyouthoughtIwasghostIhityouwithanotherpost~

Su-Nadi-Rai: Three Divine Gems

Okay... Okay... I know you guys are wondering, what is up with the title? Who is SuNadiRai? Let me tell you...

Su-Nadi-Rai, is an entourage including Myself, Leggs, and NadiGurl (a good friend of ours). We are three exotic bombshells, and when we get together, Oh Boy!

Pause:
You all know I usually don't do entourages, but, when I am in Dallas, I bend my rules, for fun's sake.

Let me explain. I rarely go out when I am in HTown. Now Dallas, that is a totally different story. I always hang out with Leggs. NadiGurl is a friend I met through her. We are all three beautiful (internally and externally) in such unique ways. Together we complement each other. There is no need for jealousy, we hold each other up in support.

Fast Forward.

We went out on Saturday and Sunday this past weekend. I will dedicate a post soley to Sunday, but I will talk briefly about Saturday in this post.

After hanging out with Momma G, I had her drop me off at Legg's loft in Downtown DTown. I immediately relaxed and pondered what I was going to be wearing that evening. Due to the fact that Labor Day was approaching quickly, I chose all white. Leggs and Nadi wore green and blue jeans (a good look for them). We stepped out and boy... what an eventful night.

We bumped into a clique of guys we went to High School with (Leggs and I). They are 24 now and two are in Med School, while one is in Law School, the other is becoming a Fireman. I am so proud of these fellas. They are indeed on the path to do great things.

The Birth of SuNadiRai:

Leggs and Nadi are a normal duo on the party scene in Dallas. But, however, when I come to town, that all changes. The three of us get together and it is over from there. We are three extremely beautiful, intelligent ladies, who expect nothing less than the best for ourselves.

Leggs came up with the name, after we got dressed for the evening and I commented that we looked like a singing group.

Thus the name...

SuNadiRai

The End.

~WhenthecloudsaregrayjustthinkofSuNadiRai~

Auntie's Baby

I met my baby, my niece Ryenn, (Auntie's Baby, as I call her), this past weekend. She is such a sweetie pie (at the tender age of two weeks).

I spent the first two nights of my journey back with my brother, his girlfriend, her daughter (7), and my new niece. It was truly amazing to see my brother interact with his "own" child. He has always been the one to attempt to run the lives of others. What a sight it was to see him with his very own offspring.

My two nights I spent on the couch, with T Baby (her nickname) in my arms. She looked at me, and listened intently to my voice. For those of you who don't know me, I have an extremely distinct voice. It's low and raspy (many people think I either A. Rap/Sing or B. Smoke). By the end of the weekend she knew her Auntie Rai extremely well.

It was such a pleasure and honor to meet my T Baby for the first time.

The End.

~OooohAuntieBabyisgonnagrowuptodriveAuntiecrazy~

Flying Out of Control

The date was Thursday, August 31st, 2006.

I had planned a "short" day at work due to the fact that I was fly to Dallas for the weekend to visit friends and family. I left work at 4:45pm, in order to drop Sunshine off at his God parent's house. We arrived there around 5pm. I was at ease because I still had two hours before my plane would be leaving for Dallas. Yes Ladies and Gents, I actually flew this time. I came across an offer I just couldn't refuse. Gotta love Southwest Airlines (http://www.iflyswa.com).

An hour and a half later (6:30pm)

I am still about 15 mins away from Kings house. He lives right by the airport, so it made the most since for me to leave my car at his house and have him take me to the airport. I spent an hour and a half in traffic. I was so frustrated I didn't know what I was going to do. I make it to his house and he wasn't even there yet. I had to take a couple of deep breaths because, he didn't live that far so, things still seemed fine. My flight was scheduled to depart at 7:30pm. After pulling up at his house, I remembered he was going to let me borrow his suitcase. After parking the car I ran inside to grab the suitcase. As soon as I layed eyes on it, laughter crept across my face. This bag was sssssssssoooooooooo old looking, it could easily been mistaken for the bag of a slave back in 1865 after emancipation. It was HILARIOUS! My poor King is such a "different" kind of guy, with his own style to match. Soooo..........

After throwing my things in the "old school" suitcase, King drives up. He has to run in and do some "things" so, I had to wait briefly on him. I jump in the car with him around 7:09pm and we rush to the airport. I get to the Sky Cap and throw him my bags, he takes them and looks at me funny (awaiting a tip). Unfortunately, I had no cash on me, so I wasn't able to tip him. I rushed off so fast I left my Drivers License at the Sky Cap. After running back to retrieve it, I headed for the screening line. After waiting 10 mins and putting back on my shoes and hat, I ran for the gate.

After sitting down, I realize the plane was delayed until 8:20pm. I was happy and mad all at the same time. "Oh well." I thought. Let me run and grab something to eat. While standing in line a lady came up to me and told me that her "friend" thought I was attractive and wanted to talk to me. I said, "OK", and continued to wait in line to order my food. When I went to order I noticed a tired overworked woman (who obviously was a lesbian). I cracked a couple of jokes with her about her attitude, and preceded to order my food. While waiting in line, the guy who sent his friend up to me came to talk.

Mr. Lawyer, as I will call him explained his profession (obvious, by his name), and why he was so attracted to me. I entertained him for a minute or so, and then it was time to cut the convo short and prepare to eat my food. As we said our goodbyes, I walked towards the terminal (to wait in line of course). On my walk over, a short stubby chick (from the food counter) runs over to me and explains to me that her "homegirl" (the lesbian) wanted to "talk to me", so could she have my number? First of all, any one who knows me knows that I have never been down with "studs" (read: gay chicks who assume the "guy" role. They typically dress like men and assume the male role in relationships.) I could do nothing but laugh. By the way King is my world presently (and always). After achieving a HUGE laugh, I walk over to take my seat in the waiting area of the terminal.

While sitting, I kept glancing upwards (to take note of my surroundings), and continued to make eye contact with this guy. I kept looking at him because he had long beautiful locks, and a perfect edge up. He kept catching my stares (at his hair). As fate had it he ended up sitting next to me on the plane. Asked me the usual questions (name? kids? relationship? purpose of the flight?). It was truly weird. We landed in Dallas. We said our goodbyes. Obviously no exchange of numbers.

The End.

What an eventful journey back home.

~Dallasisinthegenes~

Dallas... AGAIN!!!!

Hey guys. It has been awhile since I posted, but don't think for a second that I forgot about you. I have been in Dallas, AGAIN, for this Labor Day Weekend. It is a good friend of mines Birthday Day (which includes a LAVISH party). I had to come out and support.

There has been so much that has happend in this weekend alone. I don't know where to begin. Of course I am residing with Leggs for this latter part of the weekend. I started the weekend with my brother, and new niece. I have been here since Thursday night, so lets just say, I am dividing my time evenly between the peeps.

This is just an introductory post dedicated to all the craziness you will soon read about.

Sit Back.
Relax.
Enjoy.

The End.

~Therewillbemoretoenjoysoholdon~