Figuring it out one blog at a time.

Where do I begin with you Sir? Do I talk about the first time I met you? do I talk about the umpteenth time I met you? Or do I talk about the last time I saw you? I guess anywhere in between would work... You were a hustler, had swagger, was quiet, yet you saw everything and then some. One of the few who never CALLED me out for being crazy, you called a few others DOWN for being crazy... and pulled em back when they got a bit to wild for you liking around me. Which made me giggle in the beginning.. One of 5 men who EVER told me to "GET DOWN OFF THAT BAR" I won't name the others, oh hell yes I will.. Keith, Mike (maddog) cause the other one was always helping me up) Thurman, and Robert.. who also was normally helping me up on the bar? Oh well.. You would tell me if I didn't rush the shot I could make it.. I frustrated every one of you at least 2x a week.. None of you understood or got how 9-Ball was my game and 8-Ball I hated.. I was bar wench from the 1st moment... S...

Ross I met you when I was 12 years old.. I can’t believe it’s been over 20 years now.. There are so many memories of bus rides, playing basketball (ok you and mike tried & I watched) of laughter and tears.. I remember when I came home from work 2 months ago, and my momma said “guess who I hugged today” I was like what ever, and who.. she said “Ross” I said WHAT ROSS? MY Ross..(I guess I have always had that whole “MINE” issue when it comes to people I love..) Her and daddy both were like yep, he'd been at Jesse's and saw momma outside. Came right over and hugged her tight.. Asked about you then Mike.. I was MAD.. first that you couldn't have waited 5 more min for my flippin arse to get home, and then at them for telling me they saw you.. Sheesh.. BUT, THEN a week and 1 day ago, there I am at the Gate, and I hear "Regina Lynn Hunter" NO-ONE calls me out unless we went to High School together.. I was like WTH, who is throwing my name out like that.I am so gl...