Okay, I was wrong...

When I said that an iv full of black coffee wouldn't help.

Convinced my mom that Dunkin' Donuts was a mjst have this AM and we get there and I should known that something was not quite kosher when I saw Agnes. (Yes, that's really her name.) This woman put cheese on my sandwich twice before when I said no cheese multiple times so why would I dare to dream that she could get a cup of coffee right??

Standard order. I ask for a large cup, draw a line, say sugar to there, three creams and french vanilla.

Agnes didn't so much as throw sugar near my cup this morning.

But as I need serious caffine to save humanity I am drinking. And boy is it working. So far in this short short morning I have nearly been rear ended, almost run over a stupid ass trying to cross a busy highway, and been rudely talked over by an old woman who apparently didn't see my large black ass standing in front of the window talking to the receptionist.

But they are all still alive.

The guy crossing the highway may not be if he kept trying to cross. Idk but I didn't hit him...

HAHA

Blog ya later babes!

And We're up...

...would be what I would say if we were actually down...  Seriously I got so little sleep I don't think a black coffee IV wouldn't help me right now.

So why am I up?  Well aside from the obvious that I had to get the kids ready for school, (which might I add no matter how many times we go through this, they STILL can't get their clothes downstairs for me to wash and then they complain that they don't get to wear what they want to.) Mommy has a Doctors appointment at nine thirty and we have to go to the city so suffice to say that crawling back in bed until nine would be very very dangerous considering shes five minutes away and the city is ten from her plus we're going uptown in the morning.

Why can't the whole world work on my schedule?  No, I don't want that cause I would have kids in school nearly twelve hours or more.  Too much time in school and not enough time to do the stupid shit kids today do.

Dude, I warned you no sleep...

So I got cable the other day.  I swear my kids IQ's dropped like fifteen points immediately.  I had the whole do what I say when I say thing on lock or at least on track and now I find myself competing with the freaking boob tube for their attention, AGAIN.  They will be so damn lucky if I don't have mommy cut the cable before the end of the year.  On the flip side I have cab;e in my room and haven't actually managed to watch a show yet.  I remember when I used to flip the TV on the second I hit the room.  Now its an odd day when it gets turned on in my presence.  You would seriously never know I grew up with one eye on the world and one on the TV.

What else?  I'm sure if you've been to my facebook page, you've seen that we took pictures yesterday.  I think I got some good one.  My kids are growing up and there's nothing like portrait pictures to yell that fact at you in blaring tones.

Wilson-Henderson Family March 2011

I keep saying that I only have nine years and some odd months until my kids are gone but looking at the pictures, IDK.  It feels like yesterday they were my babies and today they are my young adults.  Freaking Livy grew a foot in the last month.  I looked up the other day and nearly plotzed!  My baby was now at my shoulders.  She's going to be true Henderson.  Tall and thin.  My sister in law has had two kids and wears a size SIX.  Yeah you read that right.  I remember the day my former mother in law called me complaining that she had brought her some size zero jeans and they were too big.  I also remember thinking, "And the fat chick wants to hear this because..." But then I tend to think that a lot when my former MIL is talking...

Did I tell you she got the boy a phone for Christmas??  I told this woman THREE TIMES not to give him a phone and she still gives him a cell phone for Christmas.  WHAT THE FUCK???  Was I speaking Swahili or something?  I think maybe I was saying words but she was hearing the "Wah Wah Wah." like they adults speak in the Charlie Brown shows.  That is the only plausible explanation.   I mean cause any other explanation would point to her being a megabitch right?  Am I wrong?  This woman was actually nice to me for a few years and then she turned into this woman that steamrolled over me regardless of what resistance I put up.  But then, I think she does that to everyone so I really shouldn't feel especially singled out.

Someone really needs to tell her that it would be stupid to mess with a mother bear protecting her cubs when that mother bear is no longer legally attached to the vulture's family.  Bears and Vultures don't get along and if she keeps screwing with my cubs shes going to find that her visitation involves a sterile white room at your local social services and a monitor that keeps her ten feet away from them at all times.

Other people need to learn that lesson but we're not saying anything about them... LOL.

Okay, well I should be getting dressed to go get Mommy.  Blog ya later!

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