2 posts tagged “timeshare”

I thought I wanted to write a blog this evening.. or is it morning. However, I really don't have much to say.

There are no observations to share or even thought provoking instances of the day.

I haven't even touched my NaNoWriMo project in the last few days.

My parents went to settlement today for the refinancing of the house. The contractor called and wanted to be sure that we a on schedule as far as pitching things out and packing things up. That won't be taking place until the week after next. The blueprints are in the works and as soon as we can agree on a final plan renovations will begin. 

I talked with my parents a bit more about the whole financing thing on the house. It was sort of an open discussion as we watched the news about foreclosure hot spots in the DC area. One interesting thing to note is that since we've been politically involved we've been privy to some (perhaps) vital information.

Our area ..our subdivision/neighborhood of the city has been changed to an elite status.. or rather we shifted into an elite subdivision in SE. That's no surprise as the property value has gone up significantly over the years.

The more I talked with my parents about being a home owner and watching the news about people who are falling victim to "creative financing" tactics, I'm realizing that I'm doing the right thing by passing up the whole condominum opportunity in Chinatown. If I want to own my own home, I'm going to do it the old fashion RIGHT way.

1. spruce up the credit

2. pay attention to the price and do some calculations

3. take my time and go over EVERYTHING

On another note;

I'll be on the road again in a couple of days. I feel as if I have some much to do before I go, but I really don't have a lot. Just domestic things like laundry. This time I'm headed to the family timeshare in the Bryce mountain area of Virginia. Snickerdoodle and I are actually leaving a day before the rest of the family gets there. It seems that everyone has something to attend to before going. So they are sending us.. or rather me.. to open up the place and make it comfy for everyone. It's unclear if I'm taking the little cuz up with me. Apparently he has a state administered test (Maryland) he has to take. If he doesn't go with me, he'll come up with everyone else.  

I'm actually looking forward to the drive. Something about hitting the open road and being faced with a blue sky and mountains. Surely, these plain looking Appelachian mountains don't have a damn thing on the Rockies. The Rockies are Beautiful! Hell even the mountains and evergreens in the Wanatchee Forest in the Seattle area is gorgeous; which I miss the view terribly. Yet, I'll take whatever the beauty the east coast has to offer.

On another random thought;

Monday nights are really the only time I really pay attetion to the TV outside of the news and the occasional peep into the Biggest Loser and The Office. Yes, I fall victim to a night of the sitcoms on the CW network and my reality fix on Vh1 with Salt and Pepa.

Girlfriends: Though it's just TV drama - It's hard not to feel for Mya (Golden Brooks) right now. I was actually on the verge of tears as she broke down in front of her husband and released pain.. the pain of loosing a child and having to deal with a reality that is common to many Black women; the notion of not breaking and being strong for EVERYONE else, because they DEPEND ON YOU even as things are falling apart in your world.  So what do you do? You keep it inside.

Don't I know that feeling all too well.

What Black woman hasn't? 

That notion alone was the driving force of what I wanted to explore in the documentary I still want to pursue. I started the pursuit of the documentary a few years back. A draft proposal is written, but more research needs to be done and more questions need to be asked.

Actually in watching Mya's plight tonight and thinking about it... I feel a bit motivated to explore the possibiliy to pick up the documentary project again while I'm home.

I hate it when my thoughts are jumpy and scattered like they are now, because it takes time to organize them and make sense out it.

The Game: I'm soooooo glad Jason (Coby Bell) came out and admitted to his wife about his steriod use. I was getting real pissy with him for lying to her, especially when his wife's brother (an ex drug addict) took the fall some episdes ago when the wife found a needle in the house. As for the bigger story for tonight's episode.. Malik (Hosea Chanchez) got what he deserved. He was big headed, arrogant and ignorant in his comments and it finally caught up to him. Yet what did he do in the end? Blame his mother all because he couldn't reach her when he got in trouble. I'm interested to know how that will play out.

Salt N Pepa reality show: WHAT THE HELL was Pep thinking about as she planned the SnP performance for a Public Service Announcement launch? Did she really think Salt was gonna wear such a cheap, whorish get up? Did she think she could get away with their dancers in skimpy outfits and a stripper dance for a song and ORGANIZATION that was bringing awareness to AIDS and promoting safe sex?

Despite all of her ideas, what was really the icing is the six foot condom idea. Being that she didn't know what she really wanted, Pepa had an idea of pyrotecnics and/or smoke (they were performing in the basement of a club/lounge so that was ruled out) and wanted to a) have a giant condom displayed on stage or b) have both her and Salt come on stage as condoms or something like that.

*sigh*

God Bless Pepa

Thankfully, Salt stepped in and voiced her concerns and smoothed out the rough edges.

Just a thought...

Usually a blogger has a signature sign off. Maybe I should come up with one for fun. I use to do creative sign offs on 360 before I started posting full length entries there.

I'm to tired to even think of one at the moment.

So until then....

Chrismas was quiet.  Well dispite the fact that some idiots were driving up my street, one carload shooting at another carload. Thank God there wasn't anyone else on the block at the time.  Folks were in their houses and so was their company.  My father's brand new Ford Colorado Pick-Up took a hit though.  A rear tire went flat thanks to a bullet, but no worries, he put on a spare the next day and is looking to get a new tire this week.

There isn't really anything else to say about the holiday, except that my cousin Andre received his first "real" drumset. We're not talking about the Playskool stuff here.  It's the real deal.  As much as I encourage his musical talent for percussion, I'm thankful the set is stationed at my grandmother's. Apparently he had gotten up on Christmas morning at 5'o clock.  The next door neighbor heard him that early, but she didn't complain.  She knew what was up.

No one really exchanged gifts this year.  It was mainly about Andre and as for me and "Toddles" (My mother's new petname for my unborn baby) everyone is really waiting until it gets here before making any major purchases. My mother did give me this nice cashmere scarf that matches perfectly with a coat I have, but really everyone seemed to not really care this year about Christmas. I don't know what was behind such a mood, but we were content all the same...like being around each other to see another year was enough.

Yesterday, I managed to take my tired and slightly catching a cold behind to the Honda dealership to have the car serviced.  I got the tune up it desperately needed along with a couple other things (replace a leaking heating hose, and something about the engine carriage since the engine was about to drop from the car???).  I still have to go back to get the light fixture replaced that was bruised during the accident I had with Mr. BMW two weeks ago. (no biggie) I also have to go back to get the timing belt looked at.  It's a 92 Accord with 89,000 miles. Even though the mileage on a car that old is a bit low and it runs well, as the technician was explaining to me.. oil was leaking onto the belt system and something was causing something to lock and the belt was wearing thin and..... basically I'm gonna need a new belt soon. 

Can I get a second opinion before I spend the money on that?

Oh something that urked me and made me laugh at the same time yesterday.  While waiting for my car to be serviced, I noticed how the salesmen purposely roamed the customer waiting lounge to "badger" or "pester" the customers about trading in their old car for a new.  Thank goodness I had a book with me and was heavily (or at least looked like I was) in the book. Desperate salesmen are creepy, especially with women.  They lay on the flattery hard and thick.  It's all BS to make a sale.

Yeah, I'm really gonna gush and cream my undies because you are standing there telling me how pretty I look and that it's unfortunate that you aren't my man, because you would really take care of me and my needs.  Then slide in a compliment on how good I would look in a pimped out cherry red sports Accord.

What's important is me getting the tune up and making sure it is workable for my venture to the mountains this weekend.  Yes, my family and I are heading back to our timeshare, but I'll be there only for the weekend and returning on Monday.  Of course I have to be back for work and my doctor's appointment on the 3rd.

Speaking of the mountains, it's a possiblity that a few of my cousins maybe joining us for the weekend as well, including my cousin "T" who is currently living in Brooklyn while attending F.I.T.  It would be nice if they could join us.  Speaking of my cousins, these are the same ones my mother went to see Dreamgirls with yesterday while I was stuck at the Honda place.

(in my lil kid voice) I wanted to go too..........

Unfortunately, I didn't make it back home in time.  (Oh Poo!)