Monday, December 17, 2012

Declaration of SELF.....


 
I am so emotional...
I reek of immaturity when I am mad
I walk looking down not to avoid eye contact but because I'm afraid of stepping in gum
When I cook I have to make my plate first
I do not like folks dropping by my house unannounced
It is what it is .....Its Me!
 

I am so emotional....
I use to eat catfish now I'm booshie so I eat Tilapia
I love love food that makes my breath stink
If need be, I would get a pay day loan to buy a pair of shoes
I love the Lord, my relationship is between my God and Me
It is what it is.... Its ME!
 

 
I dont like kids so dont ask me to babysit
Wine is always the answer ... for me
I work because I have to not because I want to
Secretly I always wanted a tongue ring
It is what it is.... Its ME!
 
I wanna be a bartender
I always dreamt of the house with a white picket fence...oh yeah and a husband
My long term memory is short
My short term memory is even shorter
I journal so when I die I leave behind how I really felt
It is what it is....Its ME!
 
And FINALLY ....
I am afraid of clowns and the bottom of shoes
My secret crush is .... SIKE I'm not telling
My toes have always been ugly but I show them anyway
Therapy works (I should know)
I am firm believer in 'Medication Needed' and 'Whenever Necessary'
I am a bad listener except when you are talking about me
I always forget the steps to the Cupid Shuffle until I hear the lyrics
IT IS WHAT IT IS....its me!
 
 
 
 
 

Saturday, December 8, 2012

Weekly 'Mental' Purge

“Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.”
Oscar Wilde
 
 

Okay so this blog thing is not working out a planned. This past week has been super crazy to say the least. We, me, I am in the middle of a year end cycle at work with the sole purpose of ensuring that all employees W2 statements are accurate. So forgive me for this super late posting, late material, past thoughts and sporatic randomness. #Tired.com #NoSleepatAll #BusyMom #PlumTired


With Thanksgiving in the past, thanks to the kids constantly reminding me of their Christmas debt wish list I know December is super close. I am so not ready for the holidays. Yet, this is my favorite time of the year.  We typically pull the tree out of the attic to decorate although my dear sweet hubby has yet to take down the decorations from the attic. #PatientlyWaiting. O_o   There is really no set tradition in the White House other than me trying to decide which color scheme to decorate for that year. Decisions, decisions …. Any way I look forward to the best cartoons ever A Charlie Brown Christmas, Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer and Frosty the Snowman.  The kids don’t appreciate the Christmas cartoons back in ‘my’ day but little do they know this was the time the family congregated in the living room with hot chocolate, snacks and feet pajamas to indulge in the meaning of Christmas .. Family!


This week has been exhausting, hence this late post that was due on Friday. Monday was my last day on PTO (personal time off), I did my Martin Lawrence imitation DAMN! DAMN! DAMN! It’s all good though I had a great weekend. Initially my plan was to sit around journal, catch up on my new favorite TV show The Walking Dead, sleep and just maybe (maybe) go to the gym however things do not always work out as planned. My ususal marathon of events took over, more like a possession; cooking, cleaning, washing and the list goes on and on. End of story, after all it was said and done, finally I was able to relax with a nice glass of wine. Ultimately, the pen went dry, I avoided the gym, and the TV ended up watching me BUT, I got some sleep ;)
 

In other news, let the games begin. Malik and Charity basketball games are in full effect and boy I am tired just thinking about the seemingly endless games. As much as I don’t understand the game it is really exciting to see the kids work hard with their team. Don’t laugh but I only yell when the crowd does, and repeat the chants made to the refs by another parent when a call is made against one of our players. Other than buying $1 gummy bears, greasy nachos and sour pickles and nursing a tummy ache the next day that is the extent of my basketball knowledge.  Needless to say neither of  the kids teams have won a game but the spirit of those events are memories they will cherish forever … win or lose.
 


Finally.  Hopefully next week I will be able to provide more insight into The White House. Until then, have a great weekend.






Monday, December 3, 2012

Diary of a MAD BLACK MOM

Dear Kids,

Starting today there will be a new kitchen chore added to the already long list of other things that are so conveniently forgotten.

  • Fill up the Brita Water Pitcher aka holy water
If this new is task is not carried out I will be forced to punish you a ass whooping with faucet water aka the devil.

Thanks so much sweetie pies

Love
Mom