mack the knife (in my heart)

So I just got home from DC and I had a wonderful time. All the club fanatics out there can have the club scene...as I may have mentioned before that I don't like tight spaces and crowds or being intensely eyed up and down throughout the night. But what I did enjoy IMMENSELY was the play. It was actually better than I thought. Originally, I just wanted to see it b/c Mack was in it, but it was so interesting to actually see him perform. I've seen him in a couple of movies (by accident b/c I try not to see stuff that he's in...it doesn't make sense, I know), but this was much different.

I have to interrupt this report to tell ya'll just how fly I was, lol. I find that I have been pumping myself up a lot lately...not sure if that's a good or a bad thing, but it isn't normally in my nature to constantly tell people that I'm cute. I don't feel as if that's ever necessary b/c I am what I am and I don't need to convince anyone of anything. But last night **moment of silence**, I was on point once again. I had already roller-wrapped my hair early in the morning. I was going to wear a dress that I wore to my 28th birthday dinner, but when I peeped in my closet, I spotted this little black dress...and I mean LITTLE! Honestly, I don't even remember buying this thing b/c I've never worn it. Just as long as it touched my knees, I was in business...and so it did. I slipped on my red heels and was out. The goal was...I didn't plan on sleeping with Mack but dayum if I wasn't going to make him want to rip my clothes off on sight.

I met up with Navy at his boy's spot and as soon as he saw me get out of the car, he was slinging compliments like they were the joker cards at a Spades game. I knew I was good, b/c again, getting compliments outta Navy are hard, but they're starting to lose their value b/c he's been throwing them out a lot at me lately. This is making me wonder things that I don't really want to b/c just like our night at my company's Holiday Party, he was putting his arm around my shoulder or waist or grabbing my hand at random moments in the night. Mayne, this is my twin. He knows how I feel about Mack...hell, he's seen men come and go and knows everything about them, so this is still weird to me. Anyways, we picked up this other chick that he knew and headed for the play.

I was so nervous for some reason...it might have been the DC streets b/c if you're not from there and haven't been there for long, you don't know what the hell is going on with their grid system. We're sitting there in the theater, looking all distinguished, when Navy reads of Mack's accomplishments in the play bill. He suddenly says, "I guess now I can stop hating on him." I gave him the gas face. I didn't know what that was supposed to mean and he didn't care to elaborate too much, so I left it alone. I was just fighting memories of the last time that Mack and I were together and when he walked out on that stage, looking as fine as ever, those memories were the performance that I cared to repeat.

The play was very entertaining and I did learn something new, but I was wondering if I were going to actually go backstage to see him b/c my nerves were kicking in. And all of this strong woman talk that I had in my previous blog felt like it was about to fall to the wayside. Once the play was over, I went up to the stage and watched the actors take pictures and then got one of the actresses on stage to let him know that I was there. This guy came out, confirmed my identity, and then said that he was going to take me backstage. I felt all big-time for some reason...waved to Navy and ole girl and then I was on the move. When he finally finished changing clothes and walked out, I could hardly remember what I was going to say. He hugged me and I wanted to stay right there. We spoke for a minute before he had to meet back up with the cast and crew. I told him that I couldn't talk long b/c my friends were waiting on me. But he held my hand and kept asking me where I was going. I was at the mercy of Navy so I was basically going to go to whatever clubs he had lined up. Mack grabbed my phone and put his number in it and told me to text him when I knew what the deal was. I wondered how long before I would have to delete this number too.

My clothes didn't get ripped off on sight, but I know that he was thinking it, lol. Mission accomplished...I could've driven back to VA right after that and would've been done for the night.

I saw Colo.nel Tay.lor from A Diff.erent Wo.rld...random, I know.

So anyway, we're texting back and forth while I'm in the car with Navy and this is what I learned. Mack was going to hit up the clubs that his boys owned and Navy wasn't interested in going to those clubs...so my chances of catching up with Mack again were slim to a$$ out. We ended up at some club where Bi.z Mar.kie was DJ'ing and I immediately felt clostrophobic. Navy commenced to putting his arm around me at those random times that I mentioned and sponsoring my drinks, so you could forget about any other dude talking to me. I still got the stare down on the low, but he was by my side the whole night. This didn't so much matter and maybe it wasn't on purpose. It wasn't a big deal b/c I wasn't looking to hook up with anyone in DC. But when my phone died, my mood changed b/c that ended my texting. I'm thinking that I still have some sort of feeling for Mack and that perplexed me. My only reset button from my introspection was when Beyonce said, "Drop down low and sweep the floor with it." I realized that I may be getting old-er, but I was able to drop it and get back up...Yep, I still got it.

All in all, I had a good time. I'm glad that I got to see Mack, but I'm a little sad that I'll probably be thinking about him more often than I need to for the time being. Hopefully, he'll think about me from time to time...and how he wanted to rip my clothes off on sight, lol.

7 comments:

Unknown said...

Why don't we get photos??????????? What kind of red heels? I'm envisioning this as it all happens.. And I was about to ask what's the backstory on Navy? Why haven't you ever looked at him as an "interest"? And there's nothing wrong with hyping yourself up. You're your own PR rep, Marketing Director, etc.

LadyLee said...

I'm glad you made it back in one piece... with your clothes intact! LOL!!!

LB said...

@ pretty - I first met Navy in college and initially I had a crush on him...plus, my momma loved him (hence him becoming my "twin"). BUT he dated my girl (who I occasionally talk to from time to time...who also gives me the impression that a torch is still burning for him). After he dated her, my feelings shut off. Fast forward 11 years later and here we are. He's just my boy.

The red heels were a dark red heel with an ankle strap. I have very few heels WITHOUT ankle straps b/c me and heels don't normally mix.

And pics...ole girl that went with us took pictures. She hasn't emailed them to me yet.

@ Ladylee - I'm glad that I did too...sort of. I dunno...I feel kinda weird now, but I guess that that's better than being straight up annoyed with myself for laying down with that dude.

Closed Account said...

I'm like pretty....I was replaying every scene in my head. Glad you had a good time. Did you explain to Mack that your phone was dieing? Maybe you can now check in on him like my "staring dude" does now that you have his number. LOL

Sounds like Navy has a secret crush on you!! Where was ole girl during these times when he was constantly by your side?

LB said...

@ Nolimit - Yep, I told Mack that my phone was dying and said that I would text him from my friend's phone and he was cool with that. But I didn't ask Navy for his phone until after we left the club and that was just to say that I was in for the night, since it seemed that he and I were never going to hook up again.

As far as me calling to check on Mack, no dice. This is the same cycle as before. I had his number a while back and we would talk every now and again and then he would get EXTREMELY busy (w/work and I guess with whoever he was dealing with at a closer proximity to him). I'm not too interested in adding fuel to a flame that will eventually burn out again anyway. If I were somebody that he wanted to deal with when it was both convenient AND inconvenient for him, then he would call me. So, if my estimation is correct, we'll probably lose touch again for another 3-4 years and will just happen to run into each other when we're both back home in the N.O. and the cycle will begin once again (provided neither one of us are involved with other people).

Ole girl was right there in the club...not too far from us, but sometimes in her own little world.

Closed Account said...

How far is the drive to DC from you anyway?

I totally agree about "if he wanted to see you no matter how convenient or inconveniet it was he would do just that"

I guess we'll get a MACK update in 3-4 yrs LOL

LB said...

@ Nolimit - DC is a 2 hour drive from my house.