Monday, July 18, 2011

Yes... I'll pay you to NOT watch my kid

Ok so, went to the mall today to meet up with my sister and her 3 kids (ages 1, 3 and 6). It was a seemingly usual trip.... Kiara being silly and screeching cuz it echo'd, Kaleb being a booger, and Kalista wanting to go and see everything.
Well, after lunch we went to the little area where they have these giant climbing toys, so the kids could play for a bit. The rules of this place say you have to be 6 or under age wise and accompanied by an adult. We get there and there's these 7 or 8 kids... big kids, definitely some were over 6, for sure, running and trampling over all the little ones, screaming and all around being brats of the highest level. So I'm looking around, trying to find a parent, expecting to see their faces shoved in their phone texting or just not paying attention at all, but I don't see one. ( side note: the kids were of color so, that's kinda, how I knew what to look for parent-wise, no racism intended by any means)
THEN a security guard shows up and he goes over to talk to a few of the kids and calls in 3 more security guards who then have everyone in the area round up their kids so they can see who claims them. No one did. Come to find out, from talking to one of the guards, the kids were with their teacher (assuming daycare) and she was off shopping in a store almost half way across the mall! She just left them there, alone!!!
The security guard got a description of her outfit from the kids and announced her name over the PA, but she still didn't come. They found her in a store and sent her back for the kids after a bit. The woman had to be19-22 years old and she was alone with that many kids on a trip to the mall?
If people pay her to watch their kids, I hope they rethink that one ASAP and ask for a refund..... As my sister pointed out, she came for the kids them sat down and stayed there letting them play more.... why didn't she get them and hurry away out of embarrassment? I sure would have, but then again, I wouldn't leave my kid unattended just to shop....
 People these days make me want to punch them in the face and scream " are you a total effing moron????!?!?!" Thats it for my rant today!

Friday, July 1, 2011

( . ) ( . ).... yes, those are exactly what they look like!

" Blah, blah, blah *looks down* blah, blah, blah, blah *looks down* blah, blah, blah, blah *looks down* blah, blah, blah, blah "

Last night, after a bit of fooling around and a majorly happy, happy ending for all, I decided to test something. I tossed on a top and left my bra where ever it had landed on the mess of our bedroom floor and proceeded to go fiddle around in the kitchen. Brian, of course, followed and he started in on some story of some form, as I knew he inevitably would.
Now normally, when he gets all long winded and technical, I keep doing whatever it is I'm doing and nod a lot, BUT, this time, I watched his face. Specifically, his eyes.
I swear that every 4 or 5 words, he looked down. Heck, so I wasn't wearing a bra, right, but my top covered everything.. Couldn't even see a peek of cleavage at all! Apparently, it was a lil chilly, so my nipples were like magnets for his eyes.

Whats up with that?

I mean, we JUST got done messing around with them bare for all the world to see.... he sees them everyday, bare, partially covered, covered.... its not like he is boob deprived in the least. Yet he had to keep looking. I gotta admit, I do like to distract him some with em, he is a total boob man, but I wasn't even trying this time! Funny thing is, I noticed he does this even when I'm wearing a bra and fully clothed, so, I guess its his thing. Helps that I got mega jugs, lucky him!

So thats my rant or whatever for the day.... Who knows... and honestly... who cares?!

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Guess I better tell you about me... and stuff

Lets see..... the basics: I'm 31, but I don't look it. I got a crazy 11 year old son, Chance. Got a boyfriend, Brian, who was formally my fiancee, but we hit a bump and now we are working our way back to the engaged status.... tortuously slowly. Two exceedingly mental cats, Precious and Sabrina, whom... I could and probably will, devote an entire blog too because they are insane.  Just moved from a dust mite sized town into a suburb of Detroit. So... now I'm a city gal, I guess.

Bored yet? I am... so... lets see.... I think that covers the boring and uber dull crap in my life...

Let me say this, I'm going to rant and rave, it might be about something small and exceedingly lame, but its what I do. If you know me, and feel offended, remember this simple thing.... everyone gets twisted up and everyone complains, I'm just putting my inner crap out there for the world to see cuz, maybe, someone else can relate and it might give them a lil chuckle. Sorry if I tick ya off but, its probably a sign that you should stop reading and go find something else to do... rather than get all pissy at me for my thoughts.

With that... I'm off. Might write again later, might go read one of my books most people hate. Who knows... and honestly... who cares?!