Summer in the city is officially over.
*sadface*
Did I achieve my summer 2011 goals???
Did I save any $$$$?
My answer is a confident 'YES' to both questions.
I have no time for excuses or failures. Thx to the SB life my motivation/ambition went from a 6 to 10. I want more for myself. I'm tired of wasting my energy w stingy guys and waiting for Prince Charming to pop up. That shit is for the birds...it's called fairy tale for a reason.
I'm on the go.
SD/POT UPDATES

Jake.
I had one hell of a wknd.
We spent Thurs. morning shopping for his 12 y/o nephew. He purchased dr. dre headphones and a ipod. I didn't ask for anything at the mall. A few items caught my eye but I had to discipline myself...It was soooo hard to ignore the FAB fall fashions.
My mouth was watering at the clothes... but I had bigger fish to fry.
I wanted Jake to trust me. 100 Percent.
He finally asked "Babe, do u see anything u like? ---- *grrr* he finally said the magic words after 3 hours of aimless wandering and parading around.
WTF?!
I was famished, my feet were killing me. I was ready to go... I put my hand on his thigh. I told him I didn't see anything then I asked him to spend the rest of the day with ME. I didn't tell him what I had in mind, I told him it's a surprise. He started asking a million questions.
Anyway, I took him to the waffle house, and open mic in the hipster/artsy part of town----lol a far cry frm his boring, safe suburb and 5 star restaurants. lol I was happy he was finally able to relax and let his hair down and get his mind off of bs for ONCE. We went back to my apt, I freshened up and turned on a dvd while he waited for me to change. I left my bedroom door open and I caught him watching me undress. I matched his gaze and continued stripping to my panties and bra like it was nothing. Jake had the 'look' in his eyes. I'm not trying to fck him. Thank God my sis and bff arrived right on time b4 anything happened.
I introduced him to everyone, we took shots and ended the night at a reggae club. We had a BLAST. We def. got side eyes and crazy comments frm ppl. I know they were wondering why this old ass white man was surrounded by not one, but THREE beautiful hot girls. Jake was uptight but after a few drinks he was all over the place. My sis and bff took turns dancing w him. It was cute cuz he wasn't embarrassed at ALL. We were doing the dutty wine all over him. He couldn't keep up. lol
He drank an entire bottle of malibu by himself. He was soooo drunk, like beyond wasted. I had to drive him back home almost two hours away. He vomited in his car and peed on himself. I was like WTF?! My bff would not stop laughing and playing w him. I was mortified.
We had to drag him in the house, clean him up and tuck him in. He passed out in no time. I couldn't spend the night or wait until he sobered up... I had class in the afternoon. I had no choice but to drive his smelly car back home.
He called later with no memory of what happened.
He thanked me for being sooo sweet bc 'I could have put him in a cab' or 'left him on the curb to die'. He gave me a sephora e-giftcard, $1000 in my paypal AND he agreed to put new tires on my car.
SB TIP
Try to make it smooth as possible for your SD/ POT to send you $$$$.
He should not have to jump through hoops.
Get a re loadable giftcard or a paypal account. Get a national bank account like US Bank.
I have all three. ; )
If none of these work for u... try good old fashioned moneygram or western union. He does not have to know your govt name, or personal info [unless it is a trusted legit SD] all u need is the acct number.
I told Jake I went to get his car detailed and I would return it after class, he told me to hold on to it until 'whenever'.
WTF is 'whenever'?!
Anyway.
I was ecstatic. He spent Labor Day wknd w his fam and I went on a road trip to visit my other sis 4 hours away. I'm riding all over town in his "luxury" gas guzzler. The 90$ plus fill up is killing me. : P
Jake knows how much I care about the environment....my next goal is to convince him to trade it in and go "green". * wink*
xoxo
BrownSugar.
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