A ladylee 4th of July.

So yeah, I'm being lazy, and not posting much.

It is the holiday season, child!

And between writing for class and work, well... I'm too lazy tired to be posting, even though I have a SLEW of stuff to talk about.

That Original Oldgirl Chele wanted to see pictures of my 4th of July Feast.

Sorry hon... there was no feast. I threw some chicken on the grill, because my sister was off. That's about it. Didn't even take any pictures of it grilling. I worked on a flan recipe for a group meeting I have on Sunday... still working on getting it just right. That's about it.

But Chele! Never fear, my dear! I have some OLD grillin' pics I never posted, from when I grilled on some ol' non-holiday weekend.

So these are for YOU, you Oldgirl!

Yeah, that's it right there. Move a little closer to the screen, Chele so you can smell all dat!! LOL!!

Well, anyway, I was completely shellshocked that I had Tuesday AND Wednesday off. I haven't had 2 days off in a row all year. The Oppressor sho' nuff do like to crack a whip on an Oldgirl...

Really though.

So my major goal was to just sit on the couch and VEG out. Look at TV, read a couple of books, and do a little writing. I had some writing class homework to do, and as of July 1st, I am spending some time each day revising Sweet Heat, at the rate of one chapter per week. That throws me on some type of target for finishing the 2nd draft around Christmas. We will see!

But as I was sitting there on the couch MINDING MY OWN BIZNESS, wrapped up in my favorite throw, reading a book, watching Law and Order and Snapped marathons... and my phone rings. It is none other than our favorite snack Milk and Cookies.

Phone rings.
"Yeah." (my usual greeting for M&C. I rarely say hello, LOL.)
"'Sup Lee?"
"Nothing."
"I'm coming over. And I have one of my boys with me."
*Lee pitches a silent conniption fit*
"Dang man, give me an hour!"
"Alright. We just riding around. We'll be over soon."

Now, I'd heard through the grapevine that the little boy was in town. But I was trying to spend my two days off in the house in complete seclusion... with NO plans of entertaining anybody, or even getting dressed, for that matter. I made my sister Kentucky get her butt up and get herself together. (Yo Kentucky! Get up so you can entertain your brother and his folk.)

And at least he was bringing over one of his homeboys. If that boy brings one more chick over for me to grill, I'm gonna wring his damn neck. I can't STAND talking to his trifling women.

So I reluctantly got up and got myself together.

Milk and Cookies arrived a little later. I thought about not opening the door, but the boy has keys to my house, and he walked right on in.

He brought his army buddy Steve with him.

Real nice dude. I felt bad about catching an attitude earlier. Especially when he said... "I am so happy to meet you. Your brother talks about you all the time!"

Milk and Cookies likes to throw me up on a pedastal for some reason. I hear this a lot from his friends. He don't even try to play it off. "Hell yeah I talk about you, Lee. I'm proud of my big sister!"

So we hung out for awhile. It didn't help that there was a Snapped marathon on the Oxygen channel. We sat around and talked and watched that show.

And you know Milk and Cookies. Little negro always has to take a picture with whatever he happens to be rolling in at the time. He had the tricked out Grand Am on that day.

Milk and Cookies, those rims are PHAT, son! Maybe you'll pay them suckas off one day! LOL! LOL!

My neighbor Tiny stopped by. He scolded me something terrible because I wasn't answering my cellphone. *Lee, I've called you 4 times. Where you been? Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!!!!!!"*

*LadyLee kicking the HARD eyeroll.*

Tiny can be worse than a woman sometimes. My phone was on vibrate. SUE ME. But thanks for checking up on an Oldgirl. I may not show it, but I DO appreciate it. (Even though you almost got smacked for fussing!)

He was doing his Pochahantes thing for the holiday. I had a vision of running and finding some scissors and knocking him down and cutting his hair (I am NOT fond of the Pochahantes hairdo.)

I soon realized that I'd been watching toooooo much Snapped. Makes an Oldgirl have a few too many violent thoughts...

So that was the gist of my holiday. Nice and slow, just like I like. I also did a little gardening, but I will save those pics for next time. Overall, it was a nice relaxing, low key day.

Just what this Oldgirl needed...