Okay so let's recap the past 18 hours...

So yesterday afternoon as I was going out to my car to go to work, I noticed that I heard water going like a sprinkler left on.  It was hot so I let it go and kept on going.  When I got home last night near ten the water was still going and I assumed that the neighbor with the perpetually green yard must have left his sprinkler on into the night.  Didn't think much of it at all, went in the house to find that BOTH of my girls were taking out their braids...  It was ten at night and they weren't done.  They didn't finish until something close to twelve and I had to relax and dry their hair.  So I didn't go to bed until almost two this morning.

At seven ten, Olivia comes in to wake me and make sure I get up because they have the dentist in about twenty minutes.

We will call that Walking Dead: Level Mom.

Of course this picture was taken AFTER I walked outside to hear the water STILL running but this time noticed that the neighbor in the house just slightly down the hill now had a huge puddle for their yard.  The guy with the perpetually green yard lives one house over from them so for him to flood their yard the house between them should have a lake for a yard as well but they don't.  I walk around my house and realize that it's MY water that has been running for I wanna say at least 16 hours now...  Can't wait to see this bill.  Someone had unscrewed my hose and turned the water on at full blast.  I don't know who and I don't know why but if I ever find out.  As me if the cops will be able to hold me off.

Get the girls to the dentist and surprise they are the first people there.  This never happens.  THe woman says that this week is testing that's why it's dead and I'm one of the few parents with school age children who kept their appointments for today.  I asked the girls when their testing ebgan and they said Tuesday so I'm good.  The woman says to me that she called and reminded me about testing and gave me the option to reschedule.

She called me at 8 am.  How many people do I have to tell that I am not one of those people that's up and At 'em at 8 am.  Having a conversation with me at 8 am will only bite you in the ass.  It won't bite me because I won't remember it and if I was supposed to show up somewhere and you didn't reminds me when you were assured I was coherent, it will bite you.  Trust me that it will never bite me in the ass...

Left the girls to get some food because I was now still only partially awake and my stomach was demanding I feed it.  I went to The McDonald's on Freedom.  Never have I ever been in a more ghetto McD's.  And I have known this place was this ghetto for years now but whatevs...  The woman behind the counter screwed up my order so freaking bad her manager gave me a free sandwich.  This may or may not have been totally because of that since I've known the manager there for about five years now and maybe once every six months she slides me free food when I order.  Whatever.  Then the cashier says to me that she likes my t-shirt (I was wearing the one that says I'm sorry for what I said when I was hungry.  Can be found here.)  BUt just as I'm about to tell her where she can find the tshirt to buy one herself, she says "BUt your boobs are too big to be going without a bra."

It is at this point in the blog that I should point out that I happened into the McD's the one day that Old Men's club had decided to come in and sit ALL ALONG THE BACK WALL for a chat n chew.  no less than 15 old senior men heard her say this since she wasn't exactly quiet.  Also, what appeared to be a Mommy group (Like four young women and a few babies) sitting near the doors.  They all heard this comment.

Sort of wide awake now, I contemplated being the badass New Jersey bitch I really am deep down and giving her about 90% of the anger building inside which was not all her fault but I didn't.  I stared at her.  I may r may not have opened my mouth and closed it a few times but when nothing came out, I just walked away.  Took my food and walked away.  I figure that this was God reaching down and telling me that today was not a good day to go to jail.

Came home and crashed.  Hard.  Got up and went on FB.  One of my friends posted a video of a teacher breaking up a school room fight by taking off his belt and whipping them... View Video here.  I commented and said outright that the teacher was wrong.  As of 2:32 pm on 5-18-15, the comment thread read as such...

The first person called me crazy and the second reply had so many ebonics in it that I'm sure they deserve the beatings they say they got.

Just putting this out there but it's people like this that sometimes make me ashamed to be black because white folks see this shit and they assume ALL blacks talk like this.

As for the teacher, I stick by my guns, I would beat the Hell the Holy and the Future out him for taking off his belt and whipping my child.  End of story.

So this has been my last 18 hours.  I really honestly just want to go back to sleep and make it all neverwas....