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Arguably, I spent my time wisely today. To me, spending time wisely means being with people you love, and forgetting your watch (Yes, I wear a watch and I use it. I’ve got a mad watch tan to prove it too).

How I’m feeling today: Tired, I’ve been out today for the most part. Being out, even if you’re inside a vicinity is tiring.
What I did today:

  • Coffee routine (I’m one of those people).
  • Have you ever watched YouTube on a TV screen? It’s kind of a game-changer. Who/What do I watch on YouTube? Mostly It’sGrace, Hannah Hart, and the Shaytards. Get educated.
  • Finally got to pick up my Jimothy! He’s nice and smooth now. Love your car, take care of it- your wallet will thank you later. …But then there are just those times when your car is do for X, Y, Z and you just have to throw down some money.
  • Hurried over to La Madeleine’s during lunch hour and had a 2-3 hour lunch with one of my favorites, E.K. Sun. College graduated and we still talked about our high school friends. I told Eric that I would document our whole conversation on here so that I could remember it when he asked me to write his memoir. I think I’ll remember it. There isn’t much to say…let me rephrase, there isn’t much I’m allowed to say. He has strict book rules. Here’s what I can say: we talked about plans, jobs, interviews, management, schools, and case studies. Doesn’t that sound riveting? There may have been a conversation about social interactions and drinking. I can’t disclose that.
  • Went over to the nursing home where my grandma is staying and read her The Fault In Our Stars. She doesn’t understand english, but I thought just hearing a voice would help. Ran into my cousin at the nursing home so we talked while we watch our sweet grandmother. Today she actually spoke. It was only two words, BUT that’s more than I’ve gotten from her in the last 4 days. Apparently she’s a vampire- she’ll sleep all day and talk and tell stories all night.

It’s been tiring. A lot of talking was done today.
What will I do tomorrow: No idea.
Where am I going: Probably to the dining room to eat dinner.
What I’m reading: The Fault In Our Stars for a second time because it’s coming out this Friday and I like crying.

hottamale[1]Hot Tamale Day (def.): created by two best friends, Caca and Thutie, it is a day that celebrates the things they love: food, friendship, dancing, and weirdness.

We hope you celebrate with us as this marks our 6th annual Hot Tamale Day.

Just a personal note on friendship because today is an ode to friendship: It is a lot of work but it is what our soul needs. It is rare when we find a friend who knows what we’re thinking before we’re even thinking it. But while it is rare, I’m no longer afraid to be short of friends, not because I have many, but because I know we are wired to connect. And if your friendship involves a lot of food, you’re probably doing it right.

The weirdness never stops and the brainwaves are always on point. Cheers to more Hot Tamale Days and the push for it to be nationally recognized!

And a youth said, “Speak to us of Friendship.” Your friend is your needs answered. He is your field which you sow with love and reap with thanksgiving. And he is your board and your fireside. For you come to him with your hunger, and you seek him for peace. When your friend speaks his mind you fear not the “nay” in your own mind, nor do you withhold the “ay.” And when he is silent your heart ceases not to listen to his heart; For without words, in friendship, all thoughts, all desires, all expectations are born and shared, with joy that is unacclaimed. When you part from your friend, you grieve not; For that which you love most in him may be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain. And let there be no purpose in friendship save the deepening of the spirit. For love that seeks aught but the disclosure of its own mystery is not love but a net cast forth: and only the unprofitable is caught. And let your best be for your friend. If he must know the ebb of your tide, let him know its flood also. For what is your friend that you should seek him with hours to kill? Seek him always with hours to live. For it is his to fill your need, but not your emptiness. And in the sweetness of friendship let there be laughter, and sharing of pleasures. For in the dew of little things the heart finds its morning and is refreshed.

Khalil Gibran