Guess Who's Got A Date With Winston This Weekend!

Hi, Everybody!

And have I got some news for y’all—I’ve got a bowling date this Saturday afternoon with one Winston Campbell!

Yes, I know that I haven’t spoken about him as much, but I can assure you all that we have been keeping in touch over these past couple months. If you recall, we had a great first date back in October, and since then, we’ve been trying to plan for a second date. Lately it has been hit-and-miss, but just this afternoon, I paid a visit to the sandwich shop, and lo and behold—there was Winston! Of course, he asked if I was having my usual, and I told him that I was, but with ranch dressing and buffalo sauce.

So, as Winston was making my sandwich, he let me know that he was free this Saturday, and he hadn’t forgotten that I accepted his challenge to go bowling. I let him know that I would be all primed and ready to go. I also went on to let Winston know that I was helping the kiddies in the upcoming Christmas play at Carter Elementary, and I also let him know that I am participating as a supporting character. Well, imagine my surprise when Winston said that he would love to be there, even if he has to switch his schedule around.

Now, I want y’all to take notice: Winston has only known me for a little while, yet he knows that I am passionate about teaching, and he is willing to do everything humanly possible to see me in this Christmas play at Carter Elementary—this really means so much to me. As my dad once said: “A real man is always willing to sacrifice what he loves to support his woman.”

Well, from what I see, Winston is a real man!

Until next time, y’all take it easy, and I’ll holla at y’all tomorrow.


Smooches,

Natasha

So Glad It's Friday, Y'all!

Happy Friday, Everybody!

In the famous words of my Auntie Cherri: “Friday just couldn’t get here no quicker, could it?”

After a week of convoluted craziness—not to mention the fact that everything is happening so fast—I have truly earned this weekend. I was ready for this weekend on last weekend, if that makes any sense… hahaha! Lemme tell y’all: I just had my last class (Intro to Social Sciences), and much like that ol’ skool song, this class has got me goin’ in circles. Seriously, y’all—what’s a sista to do? My mind is already in a whirlpool! I just need a little hope, or just one small thing to cling to.

Oh, great—now the damn song is stuck in my head. I’m gonna have to go on YouTube and listen to the link.

Okay, I’ll level with y’all: Into to Social Sciences is not that bad, but it’s no cakewalk, either. I think I mentioned in yesterday’s blog that I always seem to have one class per module that gives me a run for my money. I’ve also noticed a pattern—those aforementioned difficult classes almost always seem to involve math and science. Last module, when I was taking that PRAX I Seminar class, it revealed that I’m stronger in English, Art, and Public Speaking than I am in math and science. Thank God that I know basic arithmetic, though—and then again, there may come a time in the not-too-distant future where my kindergarteners are gonna learn algebraic equations and stuff.

May The Good Lord Up Above have mercy on my soul if I have to teach algebra to a five-year-old… but then again, stranger things have happened, though I don’t know when.

Well, I guess I had better close this blog post and start to enjoy my weekend—Ruby is going home for the weekend, and Theo’s roommate invited him to dinner at his mom’s house, so I’m gonna be all by myself. I probably need a little break from my peeps anyway; after all, it is proven that absence makes the heart grow fonder. I really don’t know what I’m gonna do this weekend, but I know that I will enjoy it, whatever it is.

Until next time…

Smooches,
Natasha

Southern Cali Saturday

Good Saturday Morning, Everybody!

So, I was finishing up yet another “session” in the studio that is my mom and dad’s den, for the home movie that I’m putting together, and I got a chance to review the footage that I recorded. I had to laugh at it all, because it’s so darn corny. There’s one segment in which I’m lip-syncing to “Love Come Down” by Evelyn Champagne King, and I’m bold enough to admit it—I am such a ham! I mean, y’all should’ve seen me; I was all cheesin’ and grinnin’ in the camera at every opportunity. And I never realized—until I watched for myself—that I have a certain way of swiveling my hips when I dance. Let’s face it: I do have an hourglass figure, and I’ve totally embraced my thickness (it’s a Jones trait, don’tcha know), but when I swivel my hips, it’s like… I don’t know; I can’t really describe it. Perhaps I don’t pay attention to the way I swivel my hips—hell, I didn’t know that I do swivel my hips!

In other news, I’m looking forward to this evening, as we celebrate the retirement of one Hal William Arthur. Speaking of Mr. Arthur, I am also to understand that this entire weekend is all about him, per se. Allow me to elaborate more: In addition to his retirement party this evening, I understand that Mr. Arthur is turning threescore and ten tomorrow. That’s right, y’all—Mr. Arthur will be celebrating his 70^th birthday on tomorrow, if The Lord says the same. I guess you can say that June is an overall good month for Mr. Arthur, and considering that he’s put in 36 years of his time up at Sapp Elementary, he truly deserves to enjoy the blessings that God has in store for him.

By the way: I want to point out that Mr. Arthur looks like he’s around his late 50s or early 60s. He looks really great; he’s taken good care of himself over the years.

Okay, y’all—I gotta cut this blog short because I gotta find a dress to wear for Mr. Arthur’s retirement party… and yes, Ray will in fact be accompanying me this evening; he’s gonna pick me up around 4pm this afternoon. I’m almost certain that Mom and Dad are going also, but the fact that they’re allowing me to go with Ray sans a chaperone proves that they trust me, but more importantly, they trust Ray. I still say that guys like Ray are very few and far between. He’s such a sweetie pie.

Well, let me go ahead and do what I gotta do before I get too sentimental. Until tomorrow, y’all take care.

Hugs & Kisses,

Natasha

A Weekend With The Hudspeths, Tho!

Hi, Everyone!

Well, I’m back on the Rust College campus, and as per a Southern custom, I have brought along some food. Now, check this out: Mr. & Mrs. Hudspeth made fried chicken, collard greens, macaroni and cheese, mashed potatoes with gravy, and biscuits with a touch of cinnamon and sugar… oh, and some banana pudding for dessert. Over weekend, I weighed myself, and according to the scale, I am no longer 129 pounds. Somewhere between August and today, I put on seven pounds. Now, seeing as how I’m already four-feet-eleven inches tall, this extra seven pounds is probably gonna go to my hips. Just in case I didn’t mention this before, I’m already thick enough—I don’t think I need to be any thicker.

By the way: I want to state for the record that Gramma Jewel and Great Aunt Reesie have some surefire competition in the dessert department. We may have a new champion in the form of Mrs. Hudspeth’s banana pudding… I’m just sayin’!

Just in case y’all can’t tell, I had a great time with the Hudspeths, and I am looking forward to my next visit with them. I want to thank them for welcoming me into their home and for making me feel like their very own daughter. I’m sure that Mom and Dad are already appreciative of the hospitality that the Hudspeths shown me. I’m quite certain that Mom and Dad have already called to express their most sincere gratitude. In case they didn’t do so, Mr. & Mrs. Hudspeth should expect a call sometime this evening.

And now, it’s back to life and reality. My finals are coming up on Thursday, and if anything, I’m just looking forward to getting them over with. My anxiety is not so much if I will pass—my anxiety is more so along the lines of “Let’s just do the thing, yeah!” But as I heard in a song: “It’s gonna happen when it’s supposed to happen when we find the reason why, one step at a time.”

I get the feeling that Miss Jordin Sparks was inspired by the gospel hymn that says “we will understand it better, by and by.” Both songs seem to intertwine with one another.

Well, y’all, that’s gonna just about do it for me. I shall holla at you all tomorrow. Until then, keep your girl in your prayers.

Hugs & Kisses,

Natasha