Monday, June 04, 2007

I was all prepared to sit down and start typing about my day with my son and all that, and then right before I came back in the apt where I am currently staying, I saw a prostitute get picked up right outside my house. When I was trying to find parking, I saw the woman dressed in skimpy attire, but I really didn't think prostitutes were quite that bold..not on this street anyway. But boy was I mistaken. She wasn't that attractive, but the guy that picked her up must have been mesmerized by her breasts which where 95% out...which is what initially caught MY attention. That's wild man..and it was still Sunday when that happened too. I can proudly say I've never paid for sex...at least not like that.

Anyhow, I had a great day (don't I always though?) with my son. I hadn't seen him since February, and the first thing I noticed is that he is damn near up to my shoulder in height. He is well on his way to being taller than his dad..now granted i'm only 5'9, but still, that's impressive. Considering his sports of choice are football, baseball and golf, it certainly can't hurt if he were taller than 6". The second thing I noticed about young Carlton, is that his expressions were just like me. He saw me and gave me a half smile, and he tried to act like he wasn't happy to see me, which was just fine by me. I often think he does this out of some kind of weird loyalty to his mother and grandparents, because as soon as we were out of their field of vision, he perked up a bit, and we went out to eat. He shared with me his new found love of NASCAR, and then he proceeded to break down who his favorite drivers were. i was very impressed..so impressed that I took him to the bookstore and let him pick out some books on the subject. If he's going to be into the sports, the least I can do is feed his habit, and he was appreciative, because as soon as we got back in the car he stopped listening to me and focused on the books. I was impressed. When you add this to his already vast knowledge of just about every other sport, you have a father who can talk to his son all day long, which is what we did. I dont know how I'd act if my son was into sports. We also went to see Spiderman 3, which was a boring, glorified love story, but my son loved it. This particular visit wasn't as long as would have liked, but I will get him for Father's Day weekend as well, and hopefully Carlton, my father (and perhaps my brother and his son..you hear that Jamal?) will come up and we'll all go see to a baseball game. I think my father would cry..although based on recent developments, i'd probably beat him to it. My son will be in Hampton for awhile, and that is easier for me. I still don't know how the fire, and my desire to move out of this area, is going to affect my quest for custody, but my attorney will let me know that soon...

And yes I'm aware that Lebron James and the Cavs are in the NBA finals. But my hate is strong right now, so I have to wait until Wed to speak on it.

Oh and this is coming up on Wed, if you want to attend.

I need to be sleep, but i'm still on cloud after my day today. A welcome change of pace from yesterday I might add.

Postcards From The Edge- W. Ellington Felton featuring Eric Roberson, Sy Smith and Raheem Devaughn

6 comments:

Janelle said...

How do you know she was a prostitute? Could she and her man be role playing? Maybe they were going to a Ho costume party??? LOL

I'm glad you were able to spend time with your mini-me. I know his love of sports and the willingness to absorb knowledge makes you proud! :)

TM said...

Now THAT was a much needed change of pace here. Glad you had a few bright spots in your weekend, your visit with your son being the main one.

Sha said...

Cavs!!!!!
Glad you had a damn good weekend..
Good Times...

word of the day: Resilient!

hadassah444 said...

Father's Day sounds like it would be fun...I hope it works out for you.

I'm with you on the hate for the Cavs!!!

Quiet Riot said...

Excellent! Glad to hear you had a good time with your son. Sounded like a great way to spend a rainy day!

Jo said...

Glad you are on cloud nine . . . and you should stop blogging late at night when you are tired . . .you start missing words and being very gramatically incorrect after a certain hour . . .