Getting to Happy by Terry McMillan

Author:Terry McMillan
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Contemporary Women, African American Studies, Fiction, Phoenix (Ariz.), African American women, Female friendship, Ethnic Studies, African American, Social Science
ISBN: 9780670022045
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 2010-09-07T06:26:57.167000+00:00

The First One’s Free

I can’t believe it. I’m actually going on a real date. With Dark Angel. Finally. Ten long hours from now. Actually, we’re just having a cappuccino at a Starbucks not far from my house, which of course he doesn’t know. It still feels like a date. I actually took the day off so I could make sure I look as snazzy as possible. I want his mouth to water when he sees me in person, since he liked my pictures so much. Today is all about preparation. I already bought something jazzy to wear but I might change my mind at the last minute. I’m getting a new set of acrylics and you can never have too many pedicures. I’m also going over to Oasis to let Joseph tighten up my weave, since baby birds might be nesting on the crown of my head for all I know.

Right now, I’m giving myself a rejuvenating clay facial and whitening my teeth with those strips. I think I need to get waxed, too. Romeo and Juliet just ran out of here because the blue mask scares them. Sparrow just ran downstairs to back my car out of the garage so I can get out before the exterminators get here. They have to park their truck in the driveway in order to pull the hose around the back of the house. Then she’ll drive herself to school since, by the grace of God, she finally managed to get her driver’s license. She also came to her senses. Instead of that Prius, she decided on a black Honda Civic hybrid—which is pretty hard to say.

Sparrow isn’t exactly psyched about my date with Dark Angel. She is excited I’m finally meeting him so I can hurry up and put him on the Never in This Lifetime list and move on to someone who doesn’t write bad poetry. I pay her no mind. In fact, when she realized I was serious about not having a birthday party, she decided not to have one, too. I told her she could have a few friends over if she wanted to, but she just said, “It was only a passing thought, Mom. No big deal. I’ll live.” Well, we both did.

Oh hell, here we go again: hot flash #I,000! The clay was just starting to get hard! Shit shit shit. Broiling from the inside out with no warning off and on all day and night had gotten on my nerves so bad I finally begged my doctor for some hormones. I just started taking them a few days ago but it would sure be nice if they kicked in sometime in the next few minutes. I want my memory back. I need help unscrambling some of the puzzles that aren’t really puzzles. I do not for the life of me understand why God had to make menopause so complicated. I mean, what was the point of dragging it out and making you feel like a mental case.

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