From Christmas Trees to Tupac and Luda...

I did a dumb thing. I mopped my kitchen floor and left the cleaner for the bathroom in the kitchen with the wet floor. So I am now waiting for the floor to dry so that I can clean my bathrooms. Hubby and Peanut have gone out for a baby-daddy outing this morning.

Today is the EVE of Christmas Eve!! Yeah! Though there are many outside stresses that have attempted to make this one of the most stressful Christmasesesesessss that I have ever experienced, I don't care. This is going to be one of the best Christmasesesesssss ever. This is the second Christmas spent with my Hubby - and the first Christmas spent with him that I was not pregnant. This is the first Christmas in our new house. And this is the very first Christmas with my baby boy!!!! SO YEAH FOR THAT! And...because I am so happy...I would perform the marshmallow dance if I only had a bag of marshmallows. (Don't worry if you have no idea what I am talking about. It's funny to me.)

My word of the day - "quaff." What a great word to say. I should find at least 5 ways to use the word 'quaff' today.

Have you ever noticed that Mark Twain is a great person to quote? I kind of like that thing he said about remaining quiet and appearing stupid and opening your mouth and taking away all doubt. You should really read that quote.

I woke up this morning with the song the Santa sang in Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer stuck in my mind. "I'm the king of jing-a-ling..." That would be so wonderful as a hip-hop remix....And then I started singing Jay-Z.

Hubby thinks that Jay-Z is old because he wrote that song "It's a Hard Knock Life." But Jay-Z is a sexy devil. And a symbol for me and my peeps. I like him. I used to think Luda was a sexy devil, but he is just too nasty. He really needs his mouth washed out with soap. And sometimes so does Jay-Z. He could change his lyrics. For example...He could say, "I got 99 problems but a bad girl isn't one." Or "I ain't passed the bar, but I know a little bit. Enough that you won't illegally search my stuff." And I don't know how he would make the lyrics to Big Pimpin' more family friendly...but I can't help liking the song just a little bit. Actually...the only thing that I can understand in the song is "Big pimpin'." The rest is just rhythym.

I like the hip-hop megastar (don't you like that phrase? I made it up.) who wrote "Where da hood, where da hood at?" But his name escapes me. And this makes me angry because I think that he is the best rap/hip hop singer ever - well at least up there with Tupac. Speaking of Luda... Did you know that it took me at least 5 years of singing "Roll Out" to know that it was talking about rolling out maryjane ciggies? "Who's your weed man? Hows you smoke so good? Yous a super star boy. Why you still up in da hood?"

And I don't know why I blogged about this...But it was nice. I enjoyed it. And in the immortal words of Tupac to Biggie Smalls..."I ain't mad at ya." Such a great song.

Y'all... I AM SOOOOO PSYCHIC!!!!! Read this.