Kay, first, a little housekeeping. Thank you, oakleyses, for ruining the fun for ALL of us. As Oh said in The Year One, "Well, there won't be any berries in the fruit salad now, so we all lose."
Oakleyses, this...this person, or computer program, or whatever the heckfire he is, spammed me. He put all of these stupid long-arse comments on here that just listed products for fancy-arse clothing and purse brands. Like five comments on each post. The d-bag.
Look, Oakleyses. You have NO IDEA WHO YOU'RE MESSING WITH HERE. I have gone to hell and come back. And I will get up in your grill and cause you a world 'o' PAIN if you think for one MINUTE that you can get onto my teeny little piece of the internet, where my friends and I gather to enjoy some peace and fun and communing with each other, and ruin it!!! I will find out where you sleep. And I will find a way to insert the Red Dragon into your body. And then we can see how you feel about stupid-arse Louis Vuitton bags or whatever the hell you're selling or whoever the hell you work for. Can you sleep at night?? Really? Is it really worth whatever they pay you to get onto a CANCER SURVIVOR'S blog and ruin it?????????? (Hint: No, no. It's not.)
And just so you know, Oakleyses. My readers don't give a rat's ARSE about Coach Bags or whatever. They have more substance than that. I ain't no fashion blogger. We talk about deep stuff and funny stuff on here. We talk about raising kids. We share our souls. My readers probably have one purse that they got at Wal-Mart. Because Dolce and Gabbana bags DOOOOOO NOTTTTT MATTERRRRRRRRRRR.
Now let me just say that, if you really love bags and choose to spend your money on them, good on ya. I'm just saying that my bet is that most of you don't really care about that stuff. Otherwise, you wouldn't be visiting my blog. Am I RIIIIIIIIIGHT??
So. Goodbye, Oakleyses. You watch your back. I'm not kidding. I may be weak right now, but I'm scrappy. Visualize Joanna's two seconds on screen in Mockingjay Part 1. She's skinny and bald. Um, I'm fat and bald. But the point is, she is ripping out that oxygen thing and getting ready to fight whoever is up in her grill. That's me. Picture me sneering. And please picture me skinny. I will punch you. I'll sit on you. Whatever it takes. Get off my piece of internet. Buh-BYE.
Sorry. That lasted longer than I thought it would. Phew. I've got a lot of anger inside sometimes. As Sadie used to say, Saw-yee! So now I have comment moderator turned on for my blog. I'm sorry I have to put another obstacle in front of good, honest, nice people. It makes me mad. But we gotta do what we gotta do.
Now to the fun part. No Diggety. By Black Street. Circa...I don't know. 1995? 1996? My very hip sister, Nat, had the CD. One year, in that 1995 or 1996ish time, we were given the assignment to wrap presents. We were sick to death of Christmas songs by then, so Nat popped Black Street into the CD player, and we listened to No Diggety on repeat. Really loudly. I'm surprised my dad didn't put a stop to it. There are some nasty verses in there.
Thus a tradition was born. Every year, all through college, and whenever we got married and visited, we listened to No Diggety and wrapped. And rapped. Bwahaha! We loved it like 18 years or whatever before Pitch Perfect made it come back. When I studied abroad in London, we went to an LDS singles dance, and I requested it. That is how long No Diggety has been a part of our family.
One of my favorite parts of the song (there are tons) is at the end, where each singer names his girlfriend or wife. I mean, during the song, each guy talks about how cool his girlfriend or wife is. Which is awesome:
Sheeee's got class and style...
true knowledge by the pile...
baby never act wild....
very low-key on the profile...
Isn't that cool? I love that.
And then at the end, each guy says his wife or girl's name:
Jackie in full effect.
Lisa in full effect.
Nicky in full effect.
Tomeka in full effect.
So, of course, we would yell each others' names during that part of the song. "Nat in full EFFECT! Brianna in full EFFECT! Alexis in full EFFECT! Karlenn in full EFFECT!!" It was the best. Of course, we played No Diggety at Brianna's wedding reception, and I was in dang China for Lexi's, but I have a hunch it was probably played at her wedding, too. [I will regret missing Lexi's wedding until the day I DIE. It makes me want to cry. Every day.]
I actually felt good enough to wrap some presents yesterday! This is a HUGE deal, you guys. I got the flu with this last round of chemo, and I couldn't even sit up for like five days. So the fact that I'm able to sit up yesterday and today is HUGE!! It's funny what you become thankful for. I'm thankful I can sit up. So, since I couldn't wrap/rap with my sisters, I sent them a leetle video:
Lex: Karlenn in full effect.
Kar: Alexis in full effect.
Nat: Beej in full effect!
Beads: Nat in full effect!!!
I love my sisters. Merry Christmas, my loves.