A Change Is Gonna Come

It's kinda hard to write this. On September 29th, 2011 I lost my job. It wasn't just any job. It was the first time I had a job that I could actually call a career. The reason for losing it is irrelevant, but it wasn't anything major. The company I worked for was a stickler for the wrong thing, but that's neither here nor there now. I just moved into a new place, no longer having a roommate. And I picked up a car payment 4 months ago. I started to reminisce on the last time that I was unemployed and how that felt. And back then, I didn't have nearly the amount of bills I have now. It's very easy to let the stress get you down when you are in predicaments like this. The good thing is I was raised by a praying family, so with that being said I got faith that things will change around soon. I just felt like getting this off of my chest. I'ma let Sam complete the blog for me.

Marriage

It's been a minute since I came up here and blogged about this crazy world we live in. But I decided to speak on a topic real briefly. I wasn't really in a writing mood, but I managed to jot a few things down. So either enjoy it or not. You already know how I feel about that! Lol.

So I was talking to a friend about relationships and the issue of people changing after they get into a marriage came up. This is something that I don't understand, or think I ever will. Why would a person go through everything that comes along with a relationship, vow to stay with someone forever, and then change? This doesn't make a lot of sense to me. I've heard people say that it's because once you have somebody, you don't have to work as hard anymore. So my question to that is, a person would rather live miserably for the rest of their life just because they have a spouse now? And you will be living miserably because if you changed, then your spouse is not happy which SHOULD make you unhappy since y'all are one now.

This isn't the same as a female acting a certain way to get material things from a man, or a male acting a certain way until he "get the drawls" as Tommy from Martin would say. But this is a marriage. You have to deal with that person forever. But then again, a lot of people don't take marriage seriously so I can see why some of these actions take place. Now don't get me wrong, change is inevitable. Some things we can't change. But if you can't show your wife/husband the same affection that you once showed him/her when y'all were dating, then you two shouldn't have gotten together in the first place. This is the one thing that should be constant. It doesn't require you to be "ballin", nor does it require you to go out of your way. And I don't believe that a person suddenly doesn't feel the same about their mate as they did before, which becomes some peoples' lame excuse as to why they changed. That is the same person that you were dating all this time, smiling in their face and loving every minute of being with them. UNLESS you were unhappy in the first place but you put on a show just to get what you wanted(i.e. marriage). If that's the case, you need your a** whooped. Bottom line.

Now I know I'm not married so I don't know what goes on in a marriage, nor do I know what it's like to be around one person all day, every day. But does it take me to be in a marriage to have common sense? I've seen successful marriages so I know that they are possible. I can't see myself NOT wanting to hold my wife every day, NOT complimenting her on her beauty, NOT kissing her as we depart and yearning for when we will be together again. That is supposed to be your best friend. The one who is there for you no matter what, the one bright spot in your life that can illuminate even your darkest days. I feel that a lot of people don't know what they possess, don't realize how lucky they are to find someone that they want to be with forever. That alone should be enough for you to cherish them every day, the fact that somebody in this world decided that you were magnificent enough to make them choose you for a lifetime deal. If anything, now you should be going extra hard in the paint to ensure that y'all will be together forever. But anyways, these are just my opinions, something that crossed my mind while I was at work. Respect it or check it.

The Journey to Ecstasy

I lay you on the bed, preparing my mind for the quest I am about to embark on. It's a task of perseverance and I know that it's not going to be an easy one. But it's a task that I have been training for, waiting for. Taking your clothes off except your heels, I admire the view. I didn't imagine that the terrain would be this beautiful. But knowing I got a mission, I can only savor the moment briefly. I start out with a kiss on your lips, sucking & nibbling on your bottom one, letting the sweetness of it tingle my taste buds. Not wanting to leave your lips, but knowing I have a date with destiny, I slowly make my way to your neck. Like a subdued vampire victim, you offer it to me willingly. My soft lips send sexual sensations across your body, making the sugary walls of your love cavern slowly start to melt. Along my voyage, I take a moment to suckle the mountainous regions of your breasts, as your nipples spar with my tongue, proving to be a formidable opponent. I want to jostle with them more, but by now I know I need to fulfill my destiny, which is to be the best spelunker that you have ever had. Kissing your stomach, tonguing your thighs, I can hear the pool of water swishing around inside, waiting to quench the thirst of the lucky explorer who was fortunate to make it this far. Your panties are soaked and I can damn near taste the sweetness as my mouth is inches away. But instead, I turn you over on your stomach, placing kisses along your backside. From the small of your back to the valleys of your shoulder blades back down to the round mounds of brown that are slightly jiggling before me. The animal instinct in me kicks in & I rip your panties off. Like a lion knowing that his prey is wounded, I go into attack mode, letting my tongue enter deep inside of you. You exhale, you moan, you whisper my name. But I'm so deep in war that I can't pay attention to it. I am battling the evil gatekeeper who doesn't want your fountain of ecstasy to escape, but I know that I need it to survive. My tongue is now my guide, touching every inch of your pussy walls, trying to feel my way along as I go deeper inside of you. Your body is moving in a circular motion, grinding on my guide, encouraging me to keep going further. I spread your legs apart, allowing me to stretch as far as I can, causing me to caress your g-spot. Suddenly I exit, having heard that the evil gatekeeper has a magical button outside of your pussy that, if pushed right, will allow the gate to open. So I flip you over, attacking your clit with a vengeance, letting my tongue wrestle with it, tease it, stroke it, flick it. You have your hands on my head, pushing my face in further, as if aiding me with this fight to release the princess from her captivity. The battle is intense, your nipples standing erect as though they were cheering me on. Just when I think all is lost, the magic button gives way to the relentless of my tongue. The evil gatekeeper is defeated, the princess is released, and the victory chant that I have longed to hear is now escaping your lips: "I'm cumming".

Treat Her Like Heaven

This issue is based on a true story(as if my other blogs weren't! Lol). After being the ear for a close friend, I decided to speak my mind on a few things. So those that have been here before, you already know the routine. For the newcomers, kick off your shoes, relax, and enjoy yourself. As always, in the words of Hov, "what you are about to witness is my thoughts. Just my thoughts, right or wrong. Just how I was feeling at the time".

I decided to name this "Treat Her Like Heaven" because this was the song that started on my playlist, sang by the homie R. Kelly. But mainly because I found it so appropriate for the topic at hand. So I was talking to a good friend recently, and they were speaking on some things that were going on with the "home team". She stated some actions by the "home team" that baffled her as to why these actions existed. Now me being me, I refuse to take sides or bash any gender. And as always, my opinion flows freely. However some times I gotta watch what I say because I don't want to come off as hating. But at the same time, there are some things that I myself don't even understand about the mind set of some guys. If you have somebody in your corner that supports you, loves you, and truly cares for you, why would you NOT do things to make them happy. Especially if they are minor things. And when I say minor, I mean to the extent of cleaning up behind yourself or any friends/family that visits Y'ALL domain. Or even more serious, showing that you care about your significant others' well being while they are out. Or what about their happiness. Is that too much to ask? Or has the phrase "a good man" completely died. Nah it hasn't because I'm still alive and breathing, but this isn't about me.

One thing I have never understood about "us" guys is how we won't make an effort to change. I mean, is it that hard to switch things up a little. If she comes to you and say "babe, I don't like it when you do......", why can't we make a conscious effort to change our ways instead of letting it flow through one ear and out the other. I know sometimes you may think she is nagging, but if you feel your girl is nagging you because she is asking you to be a responsible adult, then you have a lot to learn. At no point should your mate be upset or stressed out over you cleaning up behind your grown ass. In my opinion, there's no legitimate excuse for it.

One thing I hate is a bugaboo. That's a parasite with insecurities. Being insecure towards my woman isn't something I am familiar with, nor is it a characteristic of a strong & confident man. Now on the flip side, not caring about the actions of your mate shows a sign of halfheartedness. Calling them 24/7 isn't the correct way to do things, but not expressing any concern whatsoever into what they have going on makes them think you don't care. Fellas, have you ever had a woman call you every hour on the hour, asking you what you were doing? Not in an accusatory tone, but she just wanted to know what was going on with you? It's not always because she's trying to be your parole officer. It's because she actually cares about you and wants to make sure you know that. But you can't see that because you are feeling as though you have no "you" time. Once she leaves your ass, you are gonna wish you could trade that "you" time in for some "us" time.

As a man, ensuring the happiness of your woman should be a top priority. You shouldn't have to bend over backwards to please her, and if there are some things that you are doing outside of ur comfort zone then they need to be addressed. But something a lotta guys refuse to believe is that showing love, care, and happiness to a woman can be more vaulable than they think. As the song says, treat her live heaven.

Anyways, I've said enuff. This Pinot Grigio has been baring my soul on paper and got me feeling some kind of way. But hey, I don't mind. I just hope my friend finds the happiness she deserves.


Please forgive me if this post doesn't seem as good as any before it. But these are raw feelings right now, mixed with inebriation. Goodnite folks.

This is a photo my cousin took of my shoes as they were laying around. Gotta say, he has a nice eye for art. Look out for him & his wife in the future. The Tag Team Photographers! lol