A New Principle

You may ask...

"Where is the Oldgirl?"

The answer will be...

"She is busy."

(Or maybe you don't care, and it is something that I ask my ownself).

Man, I'm so busy that it's a...

It's a... crying shame.

Let's give you the scenario: I worked from 12 noon to 11 p.m. on SATURDAY.

Humph. Let's just say I was pissed. BOY, I was mad. I was HOT behind that. Ready to fight.

So that let's you know how busy I be.

And leaving my job at 11 p.m. on a SATURDAY night is no joke. That is because my job is located on the corner of what was once a world famous Male prostitute hustling strip.

And all them jokers were out there on Saturday night. ALL OF THEM. And they were crunk, and making that money, honey!

I'm too innocent to speak of the things I saw and heard Saturday night, lol... And with me being attitudinal, some of them brothas got the *gas face*. LOL

But my weekend ended on a great note. I got a chance to hang out with a new blogger, The Cyncere Sister.

Now, she is one of my book club sistas who I don't see much. I like her though. She cracks me up. She's the type of person you can run up on in a time of need.

"What's wrong, LadyLee??"

"Cyncere sister, they took my money!"

"Who took your money, girl?!"

"Them people. Them bad people."

"That ain't right, Oldgirl. Come on, LET'S GO GET YOUR MONEY!"

We'd go to whoever took my money, and she'd talk a WHOLE lot of trash to them suckers, to the point where they would be like...

"Good Lawd, somebody give back the money so she can stop tripping and get the hell up outta here!!"

She won't fight you, but she will talk PLENTY trash, for principle's sake, you see.

It's all about principle.

(Yeah, ya'll know folks like that. That's what you call "good peoples".)

Well, she'd been yanking on my shirt sleeve for a minute concerning some crochet lessons. I told her to holler whenever she was ready. She's been hollering HARD over email, so we set up a time.

Well, she came over on Sunday (with her 13 year old daughter "Baby Cyncere" in tow). I taught both of them the basic stitches and even showed her how to write up a basic pattern.

Last I heard, heck, she'd bought some yarn, and is working up a scarf from a pattern in one of her books...

YOU GO CYNCERE SISTER!!! YOU GO GIRL!

So, that made me smile. Made my weekend all the better, no matter how jacked up it started out.

It also helped me to understand to be appreciative of the small quiet times, no matter how hectic my world is at the time. There are times when my mind is buzzing hard, but that 4 hours spent crocheting and teaching was very dear to me.

So thanks Cyncere Sister. In the midst of it all, you taught this Oldgirl a thang or two... a new principle, I should say, to get me through.

Hope all is going well with you all... and I will try to get back up to speed soon:)