So we went on our trip, which was great for the most part, save for the fool who stopped in the middle of 295 in the black dark and almost got us killed! We missed the accident though, and kept on trucking. Then some more fools, also known as motorcyclists, wouldn't let us by to catch up with the person we were following. I think I hate people.
The funniest thing about this whole potentially tragic incident is my 7 year old asked me during the fracas, "Can I Have permission to say a bad word?" I ignored her at the time since my heart was in my throat and I was trying to stave off a heart attack/stroke. But when we got to our destination, I turned to her and asked her to repeat herself. "Can I Have permission to say a bad word?" I said, "No, but you can tell me the first letter of what you wanted to say." She goes, "I wanted to say those M Motorcyclists!"
Silence.
Then laughter.
Well, my child...go big or go home....she didn't want to say "Damn" or "Shit"...she wanted to call them Motherfuckers!!!! Well, I agreed with her...but I told her I was glad she asked permission and didn't say it because it was such an ugly word.
ROFLMAO...but I sure nuff said it, muthafucking motorcyclists! LOL
Be back later this week to let you know why United Airlines and the Transportation Security Agency suck eggs!
Monday, July 14, 2008
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
The Government and United Airlines are against me
So tomorrow is our first trip since Frack was born. I am absolutely terrified!
I guess that's why I'm sitting here long procrastinating packing these suitcases...I'll report when we get back.
(Oh did I add the 7 year old learned how to text message and has spent the last week and several dollars texting various family members: "What's up? What's up" does she know that is .10 per message? And she has no job!)
- My condo is resurfacing the parking lot, so I can't take a cab, I have to take my car
- I have to schlep Frick, Frack, car seat, umbrella stroller, two suitcases, diaper bag, and purse to the airport, through the airport, and about half of it through security in a post 9/11 post 3 oz of liquid world
- I'm pissed that I might have to make the formula ahead of time and then she might not get a chance to eat it before it goes "bad"
- I'm pissed I can't take her Boudreaux Butt Paste on the plane
- I'm hopeful that she flies peacefully and lets me read my new Essence that just arrived today
- And then we have to do it all again on Sunday!
I guess that's why I'm sitting here long procrastinating packing these suitcases...I'll report when we get back.
(Oh did I add the 7 year old learned how to text message and has spent the last week and several dollars texting various family members: "What's up? What's up" does she know that is .10 per message? And she has no job!)
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Father optional
So I guess I'm in a good position to pose this question...when did being a father to your child become optional?
Its not really a problem I deal with because both of my daughters' fathers are present and involved, even if they aren't in the house. But as I read the paper here each day and read about this gang warfare, and all these mothers burying their sons and the killing...I just have to wonder, when did it become ok to just drop your seed off in a female and then peace out completely? As a man, do they not feel beholden to their children at all? As a mother, I can barely stand being away from my children for a day, let alone their entire lives. So its just a mystery to me.
But when I see the road our people are spiraling down, it just saddens me that there are so many "donors" in the world. I mean, I know it goes both ways, because yeah, women can make better choices. Of course, that's true. BC is free in all 50 states :) And condoms are too. But if as a man, you end up creating a baby regardless of whether you wanted her/him or not...you don't feel ANYTHING? Nothing makes you think you should stick around and raise your child or at least let him/her know you'll be there despite your relationship with the mother?
And I know its been going on for at least a generation, there are a bunch of people my age who have not seen their father ever or only a couple of times...not so much with white people though. Hmmm. Wonder why that is. Something to think about...
Its not really a problem I deal with because both of my daughters' fathers are present and involved, even if they aren't in the house. But as I read the paper here each day and read about this gang warfare, and all these mothers burying their sons and the killing...I just have to wonder, when did it become ok to just drop your seed off in a female and then peace out completely? As a man, do they not feel beholden to their children at all? As a mother, I can barely stand being away from my children for a day, let alone their entire lives. So its just a mystery to me.
But when I see the road our people are spiraling down, it just saddens me that there are so many "donors" in the world. I mean, I know it goes both ways, because yeah, women can make better choices. Of course, that's true. BC is free in all 50 states :) And condoms are too. But if as a man, you end up creating a baby regardless of whether you wanted her/him or not...you don't feel ANYTHING? Nothing makes you think you should stick around and raise your child or at least let him/her know you'll be there despite your relationship with the mother?
And I know its been going on for at least a generation, there are a bunch of people my age who have not seen their father ever or only a couple of times...not so much with white people though. Hmmm. Wonder why that is. Something to think about...
Genesis
Genesis...as in the beginning...as in, I have never blogged before so I'm thinking I need to figure out how to sexy this place up ASAP.
I am Single Mom of 2...
Master degreed
Middle class income
Come from a 2 parent home
Attractive (I think, no complaints yet)
Smart
Decent cook
And a great mother...I have two little girls, one is 7 years old and one is 8 months old...they prefer to be called Frick (the oldest one) and Frack (the youngest one). They have two different fathers and I was/am not married to either one. With my oldest, we intended to get married, but once I got pregnant I realized he was not the "one" and thought it best to cut my losses before getting my daughter caught up in a bad home life. With my youngest, her father and I have been together for five years and still no wedding. I'm almost 32...my primetime for giving my oldest a sibling is fast running out and he's going to run out of time to make me his wife soon. So when we found out we were pregnant, it was a no-brainer.
So here I am, on paper I "shouldn't" be a single mother, but in practice I am. I love my girls, and would not trade them for the world. Everything I do, I do in their best interest. I hope.
So why am I blogging? Well, over the last 7 years, my other single mother girlfriends and I would often joke about writing a book about our trials and tribulations. None of us fit the "profile" the media would have you believe about single mothers. I don't believe any of us to be trifling. No one was trying to trap their man. No one is on welfare. All of us are extremely educated and social responsible persons who accepted the time we were appointed to be mothers, period. But yet and still, trial and tribulations follow. :) So to that end, I decided that I would share some of my own with the world, albeit anonymously. Not so much to protect me, but to protect the innocent (or guilty!)
My intent is to write about my parenting, co-parenting, and monetary struggles and scenarios...but I will probably weigh in on other topics as well...just cause...I can.
I'd like to think that I'm funny and insightful enough to keep this blog entertaining...so bear with me and we'll see.
I am Single Mom of 2...
Master degreed
Middle class income
Come from a 2 parent home
Attractive (I think, no complaints yet)
Smart
Decent cook
And a great mother...I have two little girls, one is 7 years old and one is 8 months old...they prefer to be called Frick (the oldest one) and Frack (the youngest one). They have two different fathers and I was/am not married to either one. With my oldest, we intended to get married, but once I got pregnant I realized he was not the "one" and thought it best to cut my losses before getting my daughter caught up in a bad home life. With my youngest, her father and I have been together for five years and still no wedding. I'm almost 32...my primetime for giving my oldest a sibling is fast running out and he's going to run out of time to make me his wife soon. So when we found out we were pregnant, it was a no-brainer.
So here I am, on paper I "shouldn't" be a single mother, but in practice I am. I love my girls, and would not trade them for the world. Everything I do, I do in their best interest. I hope.
So why am I blogging? Well, over the last 7 years, my other single mother girlfriends and I would often joke about writing a book about our trials and tribulations. None of us fit the "profile" the media would have you believe about single mothers. I don't believe any of us to be trifling. No one was trying to trap their man. No one is on welfare. All of us are extremely educated and social responsible persons who accepted the time we were appointed to be mothers, period. But yet and still, trial and tribulations follow. :) So to that end, I decided that I would share some of my own with the world, albeit anonymously. Not so much to protect me, but to protect the innocent (or guilty!)
My intent is to write about my parenting, co-parenting, and monetary struggles and scenarios...but I will probably weigh in on other topics as well...just cause...I can.
I'd like to think that I'm funny and insightful enough to keep this blog entertaining...so bear with me and we'll see.
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