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Thursday, April 1, 2010

Keep the bathroom door CLOSED!!!!

In the past, I constantly had to tell Raven to keep the bathroom door closed because if not, then Rhea would for SURE get into some trouble. Trouble like... cover herself in hair grease, take all the water out of the toilet with a cup and fill up her potty, brush and drench her hair with the toilet brush, squirt chunks of lotion into her mouth and eat it like its yogurt OR.... just eat up all the toothpaste.



Oh yes... she is a handful. Pray for me.

Why fold the laundry?




Why the hell would he fold the laundry? WHY? Why fold the laundry when he can just take a nap on the laundry?...... I guess it makes sense.

High Society... My ASS!

I was sitting in the living room by myself… (something that normally doesn’t happen) … the tv was on and I was flipping the channels (odd feeling… being that I rarely get to even touch the remote) … anyhow, I come across this show called High Society… I only allowed it to play cause right before that, Americas next top model was on and I started daydreaming about “Damn! I can’t believe that Americas next top model has been on for 14 years?!! Doesn’t even seem that long!” Anyhow, so this show comes on in the middle of all this thinking….. and so it’s a new fake reality show… about rich spoiled white folks…. Blah blah blah and one of the “stars” of the show is this stank Courtney Love look alike who is sooooooo rude and sooooo over the top with her drama. The socialite was quoted on Wednesday's debut episode as saying her "friends do tend not to be homosexuals, fat or Jewish people" and that "I use the N word sometimes... and I really think it should be okay to say."


All Imma say about this one is… Please don’t let me run into this ignorant ass broad. I might just slip, fall and bust her skull open with a 40 oz. Im really hoping that she is saying this foolishness cause she know its going to give her bad press…. And in this twisted society, any press (bad or good) is just the press needed to replenish this dumbass girls quickly depleting trust fund. Its amazing how having lots of money makes you more of who you really are. In this case, it makes her the biggest bitch in all of the land. Somebody cancel this show already! DAMN! They take the THE GAME off the air and leave this bullshit up. I just don’t get these Americans.

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Second guessing yourself

this blog was going to be orginally about ...... how you normally handle life situations... and then somone gives you their opinion on how you normally handle it and how they feel you should change it.... and how their opinions end up making you doubt yourself....

but i started writing this blog when the kids were in the room ... watching a movie... movie is over.... so that means this blog is over too.

maybe next time.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

My Artist!

What Rhea was looking like this particular day... Cute as usual!!!


And this is Raven's portrait of Rhea the same day.
Pretty good huh!!!??? Yeah... she made her look like a lil monster but still... the girl is talented! Check out the attention to detail in the pj's!

Saturday, February 6, 2010

I understand road rage...

Two hours and 30 mins of my day... monday thru friday...every week ...every month is spent in traffic. And now i completely understand why people murder each other in traffic. Half the time, i want to thru myself into a ditch. ANd just leave it all behind. YES! its that serious! can u just imagine how many hours that calculates to at the end of the year? its madness... i need to make moves... quick .. fast and in a hurry... to find a job thats closer....two and a 1/2 hours wasted in traffic hurts a mom in ways u cant understand... do u know what i could do with an extra hour in my day??

And ya know what the problem is? its assholes on the road who have the damn nerve to actually follow the speed limit!! what in the hell is wrong with you fucker! Dont you know that i have to pick these kids up by 6pm!?!?! MOVE! Get in the right lane already! The other problem is that Georgias lawmakers or street makers know good and damn well that these streets need to be adjusted! What is it going to take for them to make a move and make a change?!? Should someone die of old age while in traffic for them to get the hint?!?! I mean damn it already! Can u tell im a lil passionate about this...

Im about to vomit... i just sarted doing the math ... 12.5 hours of sitting in traffic... and thats just in a week... if i start using my fingers and calculate the month then I might just walk out the house right now and walk right into the traffic that i hate so much... MIght as well!! Its going to take me out... one way or another.

Monday, May 4, 2009

*** Am I really??? Oh hell no I can't be. Not again.

This is how I feel today.
I feel like I'm hungry but I don't want to eat. I have things to do but I don't want to get up. My eyes are burning and I feel sleepy but I just had 8 hours of sleep.
Oh lord. I have had this feeling before. I have felt this way before. Two other times. Am I pregnant? Again? But I'm on the pill! Then again... I was on the pill with the other two.
Does this nigga have some super sperm or something? Can it really fight threw these side affect driven pills I been taking all these months? Or is it just that I haven't been taking them the way I'm supposed to? I'll assume its a combination of both, but more of the super sperm theory.
So I know how I'm going to act now until I really find out. And I'm not going to find out until I'm over a month late even though I feel like I might be pregnant now. I have a reason for this. I have plans that I don't want to ruin in the next two weeks. I have a wedding I'm walking in and I dress I need to get into. I bought the dress too small...determined to fit in it! SO if I find out I'm pregnant, its going to give me an excuse to not work out and get my torso in it. All my sorority sisters are going to be at this wedding. I can't have these hoes lookin at me crazy. I need to be lookin right. Also, If I take that pregnancy test now, then its going to have me thinking all types of crazy things that I rather just put on the back burner. Money? Quality time with husband? Career? Sleep? Is my coochie EVER going to be the same??

I have had two kids and have been able to maintain my shape for the most part over the years. I wonder if this is the lil fucker that is going to do me in and keep me round and pudgy forever. The thought of it makes me want to committ suicide. Well not really, but almost. I'm getting older and I know my metabolism is tired of all this Pepsi product. Hold on metabolism! Hold on!! I have more life to live. I have more club dresses to wear! I need to wear a bikini again! So just sit tight! Don't go no where! I'll be right back!
In 9 months.