Miffed

I am miffed right now…by many many things. And yeah I’m back.. For now atleast.

*I love sushi..I will eat it 7 days a week for every meal if I could. I love it so much. So anyway I found out that Kroger makes sushi fresh everyday. So I got off work yesterday early. It was a nice ending to an okay day. It was teacher appreciation day and some of the parents brought food. When I walked into the teachers lounge yesterday I did this little jump because I love to eat. They all say I have a tape worm because every time they see me I am shoving some food into my mouth. So anyway I didn’t go to the Kroger by my job because I wanted to get back over to the side of town where I live, so I could flat iron my hair. *I was looking a hott mess** Anyway to make a long story short, I went to the Kroger by my house. And darnit..there was no fresh sushi. Then it dawned on me that I live in a predominately well behaved chocolate city, and work in a mixed area.. And of course we all know black people don’t eat sushi. *Yes we do people..me and my friends are proof* I was pissed off because…well I’m sure you know why…
** Then yesterday I go to get my nails done after I found out that Kroger didn’t have any freakin sushi..and the guy who has been doing my nails for 4 years..since I’ve been down here..wasn’t there. And the other people in there are not allowed to touch me. They have been known to mess some stuff up. This one lady one time waxed my eyebrows and then put alcohol on them AFTER she waxed them..which left me w/ two big ass burns above my eye..I was pissed..but I didn’t hurt her…. I was in need of an eyebrow arch but ming-lee was not about to touch me. That’s her name forreal.. The girl who normally does my pedicures and eyebrow arch was there last night..I found out today. O well.
*** Then I had to drive all they way out to no mans land to this lady I met on a photo shoot who is a make up artist so she could hook my brows up. Driving annoys me. Then once I get there..Her three mannish boys kept saying how much they loved me and wanted to marry me. I thought it was cute at first, but it got to be too much when she had to yell at them while using a razor on my face..
**** After that I start to get dressed to go out and I my throat starts to tingle..and then it begins to hurt. I had to pin point which one gave it to me..Ta Dah! I know who it was..Samantha..yellow bouncing ball..she couldn’t have it @ school..so I took it..put it in my pocket..took it out and was playing catch by myself while conversing with the other teachers at recess..she has a terrible cough…she is the culprit. I will make sure I let her 3 year old self that she got Ms. F sick..Now I’m in bed feeling like I’m coming down with a fever.
******Then I go to the park where I want my daughter to have her party..and there is no picnic tables there..only grills. So now I have to figure out how I’m going to get maybe 2 tables and I don’t know how many chairs to the area I need them @..
****Okay and what is the Governor of Ga Mr. Sonny thinking!! Passing a bill that allows people to carry concealed weapons..ANYWHERE!!
********Then I don’t want they guy who helped me make her to come to the party. I don’t want any drama. And Lord knows that if I am alone with the people at the party..there will be none. I feel that she needs to enjoy her party without worrying that her parents are going to fight…I’m not doing this to be mean or spiteful..I just want to have a peaceful party. We will celebrate with him..probably on the day of her birthday.
************This is for later on because I know he will have soooo much junk to say about the comment above.
**************I am also miffed that a certain someone who knows who they are..can be so malicious and say certain things just because they are hurting…and then expect me to be okay with it. My dad was the same way. He would cuss my mother out..bring up old stuff from the past..call her a whore..bitch..this and that..Throw her out of the house..and then expect her to take him back. Of course she did more than once..but I remember I think I must have been in 1st grade when they finally split. Wheew.. I will not put my daughter through that. It is not right.
*****And that brings me to..I’m miffed that I found myself in the same type of relationship that my mother and father had. My mother was a young buck..and my daddy had numerous years on my mother..and of course he was a control freak..and freaked out when he found out he couldn’t control her. But my mother was strong..and with the help that he gave I believe I turned out to be a well rounded young lady. With the example of how to move on…
***********And lastly..I am miffed because I just forgot what I was about to say..Oh yeah..I am miffed because I really want to delete my blog here. Because everywhere I go I see him. And I really don’t think being involved in this whole blogger life is good for me..when negativity is the paint that is used against my canvas. But a few people have said encouraging words..Ya’ll know who you are..and I appreciate it..I really do. They believe I have something powerful to say..so for right now..as of today..I am still here.