Diary Of A Black Girl

Live life, love, laugh

Keith

August11

 
I just phoned Keith – he is busy at work but took the time out to speak to me.  I would describe Keith as:

Dark, tall, sexy, intelligent, open minded, spiritual, healer, good sense of humour, Mr Nice Guy

He is a long time friend – we met in a dance, chatted and danced all night.  He has asked me out more than once and I have asked him – there is a connection – spiritual and emotional – we have hung out – as friends.  I have not seen him for a while.  I remember in times of despair he was always there at the end of the phone or in person – he often came to my rescue like a knight in shining armour and healed the pain.  He is a great listener.  He loves my cooking.

I am so glad Keith is in my life.

Lauretta x

Barrington's birthday today

July31

Tall, dark, smooth, chocolatey, intelligent, good father, great guy, good laugh, great listener, great hugger, great friend.

I just wanted to say HAPPY BIRTHDAY darling -

Love Lauretta x x x

Lend me some sugah I am your neighbour

July30

 

When returning form work I met up with my neighbour a very sweet man – I love his dread locks and we always complement each others hair.  He is 15 years older than me but as you know BLACK DON’T CRACK so he looks  at least 15 years younger not bad.  I’m pretty new here so we spoke about our ‘village’.  We spoke about life and love – we spoke bout relationships he had met a young lady whilst on holiday in Africa.  We spoke for what seems like hours about life – once more I gained insite to how (some) black men think.  He is a nice guy and soon we were joined by my other neighbour who is a black man – he told us he was getting married to a lady from his home land.  These guys are both real nice, hard working gentlemen with a zest for life.  Once more I was inspired.

Lauretta

My wife doesn't understand me! Well neither do I !

June25

 

I got chatted up today this one of many times this week – both Diane and I are in disbelief – usually I am left sittin’ on the dock of the bay – whistling.  A man came to do some work we spoke and discovered we are both from the same country I lent him my keys and everything is now sorted he done good.  I rang him wanting my keys returned.  No don’t get me wrong the brother is fine looking nice personality with brains but he is married.  I don’t know if he was coming with the ‘my wife does not understand me’ vibe.  In fact I think not – I just don’t get it – why do men do SOME men do this?  Hopefully someone will enlighten me.

Lar x

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