Listen 2 This: “Catch My Vibe” – Beacon Light ft Tommy Royale

“Sometimes I just turn my music loud. Rollin through your town with my windows down…”

Is it too early to blast Jesus music?

NAAAAAH!

The first time I heard “Catch My Vibe”, I had to check what radio station I was listening to. Of course I jam 97.9 and 93.7, but my main squeeze is 91.7 NGEN radio. They play rap, hip hop, trap, all that. But it’s positive and Christian music!

Catch My Vibe had me vibin for sure. Besides the sick beat that makes me act a little ratchet, the lyrics are uplifting and get me going, man:

Let all of the sound hit em louder
Shout and they know what we about get it
Cast down all the doubt in them
Let me speak the truth I’m fire

I literally had goosebumps when I heard that. A lot of people [not all, but a lot] write about money, cars, hoes, drugs, etc. It’s refreshing to hear someone send out a message of encouragement and positive vibes.

Like, whaaat, CS listens to Jesus music?

I know yall think I’m a little goon who cusses like a sailor [sometimes], but like I tell everyone…I’m not ratchet, I just have ratchet tenencies!

Anyways, then Tommy Royale gets on the track and adds that Latin feel to it when he starts rapping in Spanish! My Spanglish ass got a kick out of that for sure, just like when Blanca released her Spanglish version of Real Love / Amor Real. It just adds more character to it, I love it.

The whole track is fire and has me bobbing my big ass head the entire time. I really want to roll down my windows and blast the music just like the lyrics say! But I digress.

If you get a chance, check it out and share it with your friends. We share stupid videos and fake news all the time, why not share something that’s actually worth sharing?

I’m throwing it out there, so CATCH MY VIBE! ayyyeee

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A Chocolate Sasquatch Morning

Woke up this morning looking like a fuckin alien. Typical.

I hit the snooze like 4 times, and each time I closed my eyes afterwards, I thought about what I was going to wear. I go in the closet and look for that blue dress. I find it and it has a spot on it, like I dropped sauce from some orange chicken or something. Guess I’m not wearing that today.

I look up and see a skirt my mom gave me. Old lady dress up at it’s finest.

Fuck it.

I grab it and start digging in the baby pack-n-play in our room that’s been filled with clothes for months. There’s that black shirt.

I get dressed, decide on the grey flats for now and heels when I get to work. Hubby wakes up and holds me from behind, telling me I’m “looking like a snack”. He knows how to woo me.

I grab my Stella & Dot pearls and stud earrings and head to the bathroom. Fuck, there’s gold in this skirt and silver in my necklace. 

I tell the hubs, “I can’t wear this necklace, the zippers on this skirt are gold”. He looks at me like “damn girl, fix that shit”. I trained him well.

Into the bathroom I go and start brushing my hair and teeth (not at the same time, but that’d be tight as hell). I tell Hubs about my dream while he watches me and sits on the edge of the garden tub that I never use. Fuck, what time is it??

Out of the bathroom I run to grab some other jewelry, and it’s all tangled! I try to undo the hot mess, but have no luck. Hubs grabs it and tries. Don’t I have some other pearls? Yassss, B!

I tell him don’t worry about the jewelry as I grab some other ones. Of course, he continues to untangle them anyway.

A quick spray of perfume, grab some glasses, my badge, don’t forget your purse is in the living room, phone, kiss the gremlin on her cheek, now gtfo the room.

In the kitchen, I’m trying to find something for breakfast but only manage to grab water.

He’s in the bathroom brushing his teeth and I hear “Dadddyyy…daddyyyy…” in a sweet angelic voice! Ah, my babyyy is awake!

Back to the room now, give her a hug and tell her good morning. Kisses on her warm, chubby cheek just make my heart melt and burst in flames. I carry her to the door and tell Hubs to grab all of my shit for me. We start our goodbye routine, he pries her from my arms, blow kisses, “bye bye!”. Back the car out of the driveway.

Cruising to work, jamming to songs that I ‘can sing’, I’m wondering what I’ll have for breakfast and lunch today. Those chorizo and tortilla egg bites from Starbucks were on point yesterday. Wait, where is my makeup bag!?

I get on the highway and as I’m driving up the ramp, I see this beautiful orange glow. Like, gorgeous gorgeous. Is that the sun?

There are shades of pink and orange bouncing off the scattered clouds surrounding it. It looks like a big ball of fire! …. no shit, Sherlock; it’s the sun.

I look at the clock and realize I need to be a bit more timely and start to switch lanes into the fast lane. Mr. Audi A4, license plate CGW 9607 jumps in front of me! Yea, I’ve got a weird habit of memorizing license plates.

I get in the fast lane and press down a smidge harder on the gas pedal. Yea, now we’re cookin’.

I can still see the sun and it’s beautiful rays like a mad artist painting every car that passes it, reflecting unreal shades of “wow”.

There’s a metro bus blocking the turning lane…and of course I need to turn. I get in the other lane and turn, hoping I don’t see any flashing red and blue lights behind me afterwards.

I pull in to my parking spot at work and am pretty sure I didn’t hit the car to the left. I turn off the engine and happen to look out of my window on the left. omg, he’s in his car. I guess I didn’t hit his car, otherwise he’d be yelling at me.

I take a deep breath, and open the door.

Here we go…

But Like, Why?

Why are there so many people deciding to just pop up and pop off?

My mom sent a message in our fam group text last night –

Let’s pause and acknowledge how amazing family group texts are. Especially mine! We’re weird creatures of life and it’s allll captured in this private little story amongst ourselves!

Anyways, she sends this text and it’s basically a news report of Mr. Jose Gilberto Rodriguez and how he’s going around Houston murdering people.

Yes, M-U-R-D-E-R-I-N-G people.

Like wtf is this guy’s problem? Wasn’t held enough as a child? He killed a woman at a Mattress Firm! Dude, she was trying to find a comfy place to rest her head each night, not picking out a casket. That’s so messed up, it makes me nauseous!

No matter how corrupt and unhappy you are in your life, you should never seek to ratify that by taking someone else’s life. It’s disgusting and pathetic. Someone needs to go take this guy out ASAP.

One of my coworkers is a vet who would love nothing more than to give him ‘due process’ via a bullet to the back of his head. And that’s brave of this man to do it in a place like Texas where he can be shot by a bystander with their license to carry!

We have to protect each other! Let’s get this maniac off our streets please; I got shit I gotta do!

 // UPDATE!! //

Police caught this sadistic MF this morning! 3 Cheers for the po-po. [never thought I’d say that…]

 

The Alpha Bet

An anxious and

bitter boy

can’t catch the

darting dollars

effortlessly erupting

five feet from the

Gilmore Girls’

House. He

immediately investigates by imitating

joyously jumping

kangaroos, kicking

like leaping lemurs in

Madagascar. Meanwhile,

Neighbors notice this

open opportunity

passing, prompting

quiet a few questions

regarding the residents on

Sycamore Street in Sydney.

Then through an

unannounced unanimous

vote, the vault’s value

withered in wealth as it withdrew

Xerox’d

Yen, yielding

zero Zen.

Let’s Talk About Nancy

You ever have that one person, that one person who always seems to say the most negative things? About everything?

It’s like damn B, you don’t need to have an ugly ass personality to match your ugly ass face.

Negative Nancy needs a new outlook on life.

I’ve got a half-eaten Nature Valley bar ready to throw at Nancy’s trifling ass head right now! And I was doing so good, yall, about not being this way. I said I wasn’t going to talk shit about people anymore, but daaaaamn Nancy is triflin!

Is it because I’m younger and Nancy is older, already seen the happiest days of her life, peaked in high school (if that), and now dreads waking up to look in the mirror at the reflection of the biggest disappointment she knows?

Like, what!? Haha, I know that was harsh, I was venting. Nancy brings out my asshole tendencies. Everybody has a weakness, I’m still working on mine.

“Please be with me today, Lord, as I walk through the valley of trifling Nancys”

How do you deal with the people who just rub you the wrong way? Do you have to work with them? Are they family?

I guess I’m still sick

It’s been almost 2 weeks since I first started feeling sick and still haven’t fully gotten over it I guess. 

First it was a sore throat.

Then I got a wicked migraine. 

Now it’s full blow fever and chills!

I actually went to the ER yesterday to have a full comp done. 

It’s not meningitis, everybody. 

Again, the say I have a virus. Which virus, you say? Who the fuck knows. I feel like it’s some secret, undercover experiment I somehow became a part of…ha

This is the best I have felt all day, though, so I’m looking up to that. I definitely have to take it easy though. As soon as I start moving around, I feel terrible.