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Smitten Over Sushi

April 6, 2009
Smitten.

That's the word me and my homie of summer 2006 would describe our love lives right now. So I've been scratching my head and smiling a.lot. after hanging with Sherlock(one of our many inside jokes) these last few weeks.

And my optimism in love has been spilling over to others. I had lunch Saturday with one of my mentors and she hadnt talked to a guy friend she was  feelings for in months. She tried calling once after a misunderstanding that was her fault. I told her to call . . .and leave the "why havent called me speech"? for the birds. That isnt gonna get you what you want in the end: your friend back. I finally started reading Steve Harvey's book and I completely agree on sometimes independent women have to remember how to be
 ladies and treat a man like, well, a man. So we practiced the convo. "I havent talked to you" changed to "WE havent talked" with a side of "I Miss talking to you and just wanted to say hello." Who would get defensive with that? No, Im not that wise. A lot of that stayed with me from Susan Taylor last year and she saying how we have to remember to be soft with our men and build them up.

Saturday night was Z's housewarming in BK which only for her would I make that trek! Had fun playing some spades and of course the convo turned to relationships and the fellas breaking down how the break down the Jump Off. The one girl with the ring on it shut it down with a loving smile after her guy went on and on, that he did none of what he was saying to get her. Loved.it.

So yesterday Sherlock taught me how to make sushi . . . no Im not gonna be whipping up spicy tuna rolls for lunch but the whole process is demystified. His recipe for jerk chicken rolls with mango I promised to keep to myself but it was ON POINT. I've been on the prowl for men who cook for work and this brother somehow pops back into my life and can.burn. Im totally going to step my game up. 

I also tried to get to church yesterday but a few minutes late had me outside for 15 minutes till I acknowledged this wasnt going to happen. Guess people thought it was Easter already. The choir sounded good . . ..and I made a note to self to go to the 8am service necxt week. ABout to cross the street to get on the bus, I see Harriet Cole and her daughter on a scooter fly by and smile. Mornings in Harlem.

3 comments:

  1. Ugh, I was just having this same conversation. Yes, you must practice the art of coddling the man and getting what you wnat at the same time.

  1. Nicole said...:

    Such a sweet and beautiful post. So glad there is someone in your life who sounds like your "sweetest thing". (Cue Lauryn Hill). There is a man I've been secretly crushing on for months. Until recently, that is, with our recent introduction that took me from crush to full on smitten. I'm starting to get that little curl in the lip when you're smiling to yourself about someone more often ;) Now I think it's appropriate to cue Robin Thicke's first verse to "The Sweetest Love".

    Hope pursuits in love manifest wonderfully for all of us in the coming days!

  1. CJ said...:

    I know! @ Candice

    ahhh, I see you Nicole. Im looking forward to hearing details:)