Okay my husband my be from KANSAS, but we want it WELL DONE!!!
Cappuccino Machine?..how much money yuh think i have for this little do?...Oh all right...i can't guarantee the noise level ...I'll do my best! Yuh got milk?
Where is this woman.I don't know whats taking her so long saying to myself as I am looking out the window.Hmm.I see a car with Texas plates and I hear some comotion outside.What can it be I wonder to myself. Just as I thought!Darn it!
I open the front door and yell "ROSTX...ROSTX...Where are you!...You have gone in the wrong house..Hey Rose..come over this way.."
I hear some gigling and laughing yelling back." ok I get it..cool your jets ".
Can you beleive it as I am talking to myself.She actually went to the wrong place and saying Ooos and Aaas at somebody elses spread on the table.
I step back into my place leaving the door ajar and reached for my drink and waited....
Dashing across the street like the devil behind me!
Glaring at Shashi ..cause he made me 'bazodi' (a trini slang for mixed up!) with all this shyte he want for this party!
And even more mad cause the lazy son of a gun, just lazing around sipping alcoholic beverages, ..no table set, no candles lit...muttering to my self i dump the stuff and heads back to give him a piece of my mind!..Thank gawd sonia aint reach yet to see how disorganized this man shashi really is...!
Ahh! Hi!..can't get a word in...cause somebody is mad only because they went to wrong place.Maybe I should have tied some balloons at the mailbox.I don't know.Hear I got up early ,planned the gettogether,cleaned ,vacuumed,mop the damn floor.There is no pleasing to women...In the back ground a new track has started to play..and do you know what it is...GUESS...BBBZZZZ...no...
Its "Witchy Woman"...
After exchanging pleasantry's, I look at you ,smile and say...
"Good evening and how are you..please sit down and tell me what can I get for you"...and you say...