does rhonda, have attitude-or what? she got, crazy with her boyfriend, now she's being googled, all over the place! That's what, Jerard led, her to believe! he's, kind of flakey, and nasty his doggone self. She was trying, to make up for, her whole indulgence, with her Idol, singer. I hope she wins, the contest, 'cause right now she's tripping!
Take care---rixxie
 

Happy new Year!!! It's 2010, already I remember, when everyone was all afraid, of "2YK". It just seemed like business as usual!! It's a brand new year-write it all down, you can do it! I found, the things I wrote down this year, I got the majority of things done. I'll show i not scared of making resolutions and keeping them. I'll share a partial resolution list of mine, for 2010. Don't laugh, and don't make fun, that's not nice-and anyway you didn't do what you said you would get done! Yeah-I now! Okay-here it goes, just a smal part, I have 36 things to get done this year some big some small. I break it down to, getting three things done on my list a month.
rixxies' 2010-Partial Resolution list!
1.) Improve Finances
2.) Grow some HAIR-(I told you don't laugh!)
3.) Find and arrest the #@%^&!, that's breaking in, and hacking my computer
4) Relocate to another city
5) Promote my gift shops more aggresivley

Now it's your turn-write YOURS down! It can be as simple as, "See a shrink, put yourself in Happy Hollow, and plead insanity".

Take Care! Happy New Years-2010!-rixxie
 

Rhonda, didn't know if she was in a deep stupor, sleep, that wouldn't let go.The room, of her small one bedroom, colorful apartment, seemed, larger. It was as if, she was in the wings, of a large stage, she could hear applauding and yelps. In the middle of it all, she could have heard, Her, it was the sultry voice, the raw soulfullness of it's range. It, may have been she was, praticing too-hard, for the local star competition. She felt, she could belt them out, with the best, until last week. That skinny girl, with octaves, she must have made up, SHOW-OFF!
Rhondas', throat was parched, she heard herself say out loud:" Maybe I can't cut it, as a real singer, I'm too, moody". She heard, a distant, husky, unmistakable voice say:"You know, I've had my off days-too, hang in there, you have raw potential". She, HAD, heard, it, this time. She looked to see if the window was open, maybe a neighbor passing by. She got up, turned on the light, and there it was in the corner, her small tv. She had left, a tape playing. She set, up and it WAS, her-there she was on an episode, of, American Star Maker. She was the judge, all the way to the right. She had on bright blue, and one of her flirty, signature wigs. It was as if, she were there in the room, comforting, Rhonda; Patti, heartfelt jestures and all.
It was only, 4:45, in the morning, she didn't have to be at work until 8:30. She went over to her small, kitchen that seemed like it was sitting in the middle of the living room. She put on her tea kettle, and took out some peppermint tea. It soothed her, cramps and aches, maybe it could calm her nerves. She threw a comfrey tea bag, in the cup for good measure. Looking at her face in the toaster, she could see small bumps, on her, carmel colored oily skin; it was her nerves. She panicked, she forgot to pull out something to wear to work. She fumbled in the closet, and found her old standby exspensive, slacks. She tugged in the bottom, of the closet and found a light blue silk shirt. These were clothes, she playfully dubbed her ; "emergency costume". She saved it, for times like this, she had been too, caught up, in the talent show contest. It didn't help matters, that Jerard, wanted her to give him affection, and attention she just didn't have right now. He was a good guy, as they go, she thought to herself, but she was just so self-asorbed, right now. She had given him, a playful backrub, and massaged his tired feet. And then after dinner, she good as told him to go home. Her cousin, would tell her,"That's why you can't keep a man!" Rhonda, would taunt her, meddling cousin with; "And that's why, you keep TOO, many!" She remembered, the rolling of eyes, and slamming doors, unreturned phonecalls. She talked, too much, anyway, so.
Rhonda, remember, the oldies concert, starring her idol and the Shondettes, and Tyrells. It would be all her favorites, from back in the day. She decided, it was time to make up with Jerard-he was taking her to the concert. She put on her short, silky dress, real fast, and her, sexy wig with the blond streak, from the Patti collection. She felt sexy, when she sat up there like that-sexy and inspired. She knew, Jerard kept, kept his cellphone on. he had to get up anyway, for work. She ran around, and found a piece of chocolate. She put on, her bright red-purple lipstick, and took a bite of the candy, and snapped a picture. She called, Jerard, and said; "Baby-look, I got a big bag, of sees candy, for you tonight-don't be mad!" She made, a note on her PDA, to pick up a big bag of sees, candy after work. Jerard, yawned and laughed at the same time. "You a nut! If that back rub, hadn't taken the kinks out, my back, I'd still be mad! That is sexy, you ol' crazy, lady! I think I'll share it on my facebook..click--click..oops..oops..ha-ha-ha-ha! Now, were even, I'll talk to your, flakey, quirky, behind, later when I get off work!" Click that was it, Well, Rhonda thought to herself, now I know how the sqeeza, really is.
Rhonda, looked around, up under, her blue checkered sofa sleeper, and under the pillow. She, had thrown her wig off, in a rage and it took flight, out her sight. She ran, through the shower, and dressed in a hurry. She'd, make it up to Jerard, she did care about him. She just often, put him on hold for her career.
 

Today's the second, day after Christmas-I had to take a break!! I ate, so much, I hurt myself. I said that, That I was not going to do a repeat, of Thanksgiving!!! I just threw, my last chocolates, away!! I kept making execuses, to gobble up one.
You still, have a chance to, get the sale items!! The things you didn't get for Christmas. Today, is the second day of, Kwanzaa-Self-determination, yeaterday, was Umoja-Unity. You get go, on the official Kwanzaa, website and find celebrations in your area.
I'm going to start, a new story tomorrow, called ;"Ask Patti". It will, be the, last story, in the series.I'll, talk to you, tomorrow-take care,
rixxie
 

Today's the second, day after Christmas-I had to take a break!! I ate, so much, I hurt myself. I said that, That I was not going to do a repeat, of Thanksgiving!!! I just threw, my last chocolates, away!! I kept making execuses, to gobble up one.
You still, have a chance to, get the sale items!! The things you didn't get for Christmas. Today, is the second day of, Kwanzaa-Self-determination, yeaterday, was Umoja-Unity. You get go, on the official Kwanzaa, website and find celebrations in your area.
I'm going to start, a new story tomorrow, called ;"Ask Patti". It will, be the, last story, in the series.I'll, talk to you, tomorrow-take care,
rixxie
 

Today's the second, day after Christmas-I had to take a break!! I ate, so much, I hurt myself. I said that, That I was not going to do a repeat, of Thanksgiving!!! I just threw, my last chocolates, away!! I kept making execuses, to gobble up one.
You still, have a chance to, get the sale items!! The things you didn't get for Christmas. Today, is the second day of, Kwanzaa-Self-determination, yeaterday, was Umoja-Unity. You get go, on the official Kwanzaa, website and find celebrations in your area.
I'm going to start, a new story tomorrow, called ;"Ask Patti". It will, be the, last story, in the series.I'll, talk to you, tomorrow-take care,
rixxie
 

I hope you get and give everything your heart desires. Don't forget a eat, hearty and think about, how blessed you are. I'll post a new story, in a day or so. I can't wait to stuff my self, and get pretty shiny sweet and tasty goodies.
Take care-rixxie-
Happy Holidays!!!
 

I usually try to stay, away from media hype. I didn't want to make any stories based on things like that. Sometimes, I think when, someone is too good, at their craft. If they don't have anything, they go through five year old broadcast and edit somethign, until it says what they want. i'm not going to write a story about that. I keep mine fictional, and sometimes funny.
The thing about, rumors and media hype, is it works both ways. I heard, a young rich, Black athelete, was caught cheating on his wife. He's not a politician, sworn in to serve office, didn't kill nobody in their backyards. He'd be quite a catch, rich handsome, if he weren't married with young babies, at home with them-too. I heard, and mind you these are only rumors, he was seen recently, dancing all up on his wife doing the spank or something. It was said, they were laughing wildly, enjoying themselves. It was also, said, that some of the sponsors, who had contracts with him, wanted to cancel. I heard, instead he made a deal, he signed a opt, out, with them, terms not to be disclosed they are not to talk about it again, per the agreement. He also, as part of the agreement, brought them, two new atheletes' one may have been in basketball, and one in football, they have a striking resemblance to him. He called them, and they agreed to endorse all his sponsors, for slightly less money, using their own name and sport. And as for, him, young rich guys with they're own label took him on to wear, their clothes, and after all, he's not a politician, they aren't interested in scandalizing his personal life. It seemed to work out well...like I said these are just rumors......

Take care-rixxie-don't take no wooden binkies
 

Malicai, was a smooth operator, for a fourth rate angel. You can tell he was quite the ladies man, when he was human. The last story, in this series of five is coming up, in a few days. I want to make it diffrent, from anything in the movies or books. I'll try to take, a subject from films, and do a new take on it.
take care-rixxie
 

I have to give you, warnings every once in a while. Socialpaths, are very obnoxious animals-they can't stop, nobody locks them up until, it's too late. They seem, to be stupid on top of all that. Intelligent SANE, people know this is MY blog, only a nut, would hack into the system, and mess up the spelling of words and try to trash it. They such, sick pathetic beast. And all ask, is that the powers that be, put them out their mysery. They can't stop stalking, people hate them, they're obnoxious, criminals. And yet they seem, to have, friends in LOW places, that keep them from being arrested. People, may just get tired, and get up and handle it, themselves. Oh-by the way i loved writing the last story.