1. She is super romantic.
So last week we were in San Fran, hands down the most beautiful city in the country and our new favorite spot (big ups to Chi), and she took me on a date (because she believes you should never stop dating, but really was exacting revenge on a particularly fantastic date I planned almost exactly a year ago. You win). We went to the pier and boarded a boat that took us across the Bay, over to an extravagant island, where we had a wonderful seafood dinner overlooking the water. Then we took a trip across the Golden Gate bridge. It was perfect. She plans shit like this in her sleep.
2. She is thoughtful.
For a year she insisted that I was the drunk one. But then one day in one of her more pensive moods she finally THOUGHT about it and realized that in the past year I was fucked up maybe twice while she may or may not have been out of sorts on several occasions. And upon making the realization she promptly apologized… and was devastated. Awww.
3. She talks tough on the blog, but she is a softy.
For your own safety, please don’t get it twisted. Ma will let you HAVE it. But only when provoked. She is a naturally compassionate and caring woman, who is fiercely loyal and giving, not only to me but to her friends. Today she was in tears over some orphan puppies. Literally.
4. She’s talented.
No bullshit she’s one of those people who is good at just about everything and knows a little something about everything. But YO when she DOESN’T know how to do something (like parallel park) she goes NUTS. She can’t stand it. But she will do what it takes to learn (after flipping the fuck out).
5. She is a generous and thorough lover.
If you’re not grown please cover your ears for a moment…
I know niggas wanna be all up in other niggas‘ bedrooms so Ill just say this: She has this amazing capacity for giving. And she is skilled at memorizing every line and expression and response and muscle and inch of my skin like they’re lines in a script. And you know that John Mayer song “Your Body is a Wonderland”? That’s La. She would say her rack is her best asset (well.) and she might acknowledge her lips (MA’AM). But it’s her eyes. Hands down. She makes love with them.
6. Don’t try to surprise her.
I take that back. I’ve pulled off a couple, but do not let her know that you’re planning ANYTHING. Her favorite line is, “Tell me EVerything“, and you just get so tired of her prodding that you end up telling. But it’s still worth it when she starts gasping and bouncing up and down and shit.
7. She can cook.
And she’s not one of those corny Rachel.Ray wannabe girls that has to constantly talk about how great she is (though shes not above the occasional
frequent self proclaimed, “I’m awesome!”). I think those girls are really just trying to convince themselves and hope people start believing it too. So the first time she cooked for us was real low key and on the humble. But she shut it down. Oh and she only lets me in her kitchen to pour us drinks or to slow dance.
8. She is attentive.
Which is ironic because she is also attention deficit and gets bored very quickly. I can’t think of a single time when I needed her that she wasn’t there. It’s probably the reason we’ve survived a year long distance.
9. She’s out of her mind.
Shorty is crazy. Whether its the time she wanted to fight after an incident at a strip club, or a lil scrap we avoided while going inside a party, or how she has to have all of her toiletries lined up with the labels out, how it drives her mad when I (used to) leave toothpaste in the sink, or like how she enjoys autographing certain body parts of mine then taking pics of it then later emailing them to me randomly, or how she kept saying ‘cracker’ at the civil rights museum in Memphis IN FRONT of white people. Out of her mind is what she is. It’s cute.
10. She has a ‘that’s my shit’ dance and face.
Let that Neyo shit “Miss Independent” come on. That’s. Her. Shit. And she will tell you. Over and over. And she will do her little T.M.S. dance where she looks like she’s hula hooping and she pouts up her mouth all cute while she dances. (And if a Ri.hanna song comes on she will sing over it because she don’t respect her vocals (and sounds better anyway))
*Bonus… She likes when I write for her. Happy V Day, LaDiDahDi
I’m lucky, right? 🙂
15 thoughts on “Happy V-Day”
@mia Thanks 🙂 It’s not bad manners. If I wasn’t me I’d be a tad jealous too, lol>>@Mr. Jones… I’m not crazy PER SE… lol>>@Epsi… I was *this* close to telling you how sweet that idea was til I read “I wonder what kinda rewards I can reap with this…” See. lol>>@X and Joy… y’all haters, lol>>@Phlyy Girl LMAO! Not that coalition. If it helps, I’ve found that if you stop looking, they generally find you.>>@Chris… *throwing a show* I am NO softie! lol And you know I am equal opportunity offensive, lol>>@Jonzee… we’ll call it remixing. Girl I have no idea. Life for me ain’t been no crystal stair, lol. But I’ve got an appointment in there as soon as I am in town again!
So…if I jack this idea and put it on my damn near defunct personal blog, I’d wrong as hell right?>>Like I care. >>And, um, when are you coming to burn in my kitchen. Cause I’s still here, m’am.
*DEAD@your disclaimers in the comments!*>>Seriously, this was pretty cool of him to let us know what he digs about you…and I KNEW you were a softy! *ducks whatever you’re gonna throw*
*sprinkles hate allllllll over this shit*>>-Signed>COCWWAOVD>(Coalition of CHicks Who Were Alone On Valentine Day)>>But I aint mad though.>I’m saying, it would be madddd sweet…if I weren’t so bitter that this shit makes me spit!!!>LOL.>Once again La, you’ve inspired me, so now I gotta find someone who loves me that in depth. Wish me happy hunting!
**giggle** @ Joy… we’re soooo funny!
OMG x why was I gonna say that?! Lol. >>Yeah I might have to get Kesi to do this too.
Yall niggas is GAY!!!!>>Oh hey B.O.B. 🙂
I may have to use this with my gf. Write her a letter like this entry. I wonder what rewards I can reap with this one.
Your crazy ass. LOL. Happy V-Day baby cakes.
How excited am I that I know Bob – and I think you are both wonderful. Is it bad manners to be jealous of both of you?>>Anyway, (to me) there is no greater gift than the written word. And this list is tops!
@Miss Marche… I never agreed to be post racial. Niggas. Crackers. Wetbacks. Lol>>Editor’s Note: I am allowed to use all of said derogatory terms because I am a member of all offended racial groups. Don’t email me your mock outrage. Thanks.>>@Joy… Bob’s wasn’t a smiley face… and not on the arm, lol>>@Blah… we’ll call it a draw. *whispering* Bob is luckier than me :-p>>@Slish… um… maybe that’s because of you constantly pissing her off a la your last post, lol
Man!!!..If I let my lady write some shit like this for me…hahahahaha…..It wouldn’t be nice…Now that I think about I wonder what she would write….hmmmmm..Think I might jack this idea….lol
He is lucky…but I’d gather you are just as lucky.
lmao. tms dance. la i thought i was the only one who got happy faces drawn on me.
That is too cute. Lucky girl. :o)>>But, uh, could you not offend the white folks please? We’re post-racial now, remember? (*snicker*)