OMG, how did I miss this?? I freakin’ LOVE this white woman!! No seriously, I will forever have a special spot in my heart for Chelsea Handler thanks to this dead-on tirade about Beyonce’s performance at this year’s Grammy Award Show.
OMG, how did I miss this?? I freakin’ LOVE this white woman!! No seriously, I will forever have a special spot in my heart for Chelsea Handler thanks to this dead-on tirade about Beyonce’s performance at this year’s Grammy Award Show.
The recession is a bitch. But I gotta say, it does bring out the creativity in folks. Check out this video short that a friend of my girl Reena made about her life as a recent grad called- ‘Hire Me.’ It is SOSOSOSO freakin’ cute.
So did everyone see the celeb-packed Hope for Haiti Telethon? Really? Must be nice. Unfortunately, thanks to raggedy-ass Time Warner Cable, I didn’t get to see SHIT. Nope, not a thing.
There’s a lot of information out there about how and what to donate to Haiti. Which is good but unfortunately, can be a little overwhelming.
After a jam-packed weekend in the hot Barbados sun and a HARROWING flight home (which I will describe in greater detail later), I’m back! And just in time to properly celebrate Martin Luther King Day with a day of service.
I suck at packing.
No matter how early I begin, inevitably, I will always wind up throwing the last items into my bag and rushing out the door with moments to spare-if that. So needless to say, I’ve only got about 10 minutes to gush about how excited I am to be headed to Barbados for the weekend to check out the island and attend the annual Barbados Jazz Festival. Fingers crossed it will be LOTS of fun and tomfoolery to report.
Shout out to Nicole for inviting me to the Rih-Rih concert where I met the representative from the Barbados Tourism Board Director. Now that’s what friends are for!
And while you’re waiting to hear back from me, please be sure to vote in the Mitzi Moments Better Booty in 2010 giveaway and PRAY from the people of Haiti/ Dominican Republic. 7.0 on the Richter scale is no joke and they need all the positive energy (and monetary donations) we can spare.
As much as I love making them, New Year’s Resolutions tend to be a big fat pain in the arse to keep…. ESPECIALLY the one where I promise to workout more regularly and eat healthy foods. Don’t ask why but somehow or the other, I always wind up on my couch scarfing down an order of McDonalds greasy (but oh so yummy) fries. Sigh. Those things are dusted with crack I tell you.
It’s amazing how quickly this year has flown by! It’s like one minute I was standing in the bushes (literally), freezing my ass off in DC watching the first Black President of the United States get sworn in and now I’m trying to figure out how many more hours of exercise I’m going to have to add to my lazy ass workout routine to balance the ridiculous amount of food I plan to consume tomorrow afternoon. Crazy.