Mommy Issues?

ok...so.... you know how when a younger girl is with an older man, ppl say that she must have daddy issues?... well... the game must have mommy issues because his fiance/girlfriend/baby's mom/gave back the ring but wants him to give it back sometime soon.... looks OLD AS SHIT! she has to be at least 10 years older than him.. and that's me being nice. the cake face should be buying her a few years, not adding on decades. she looks old, dresses like an older woman, speaks like a (ghetto) older woman and there's nothing wrong with cougaring it up... but the bullshit they go through... the chasing after a rappin ass, ex gang bangin ass nigga such as the game is just a bit... immature? for someone of her age. ilk. I don't like an over abundance of wrinkles on a lady's face ESPECIALLY SO of she can afford the botox/ expensive creams and treatments it takes to not have them. reg'la' bitches get a pass for their wrinkled asses. when it comes down to it, Tiff needs to act her act her age (since she refuses to hide it) and stop chasin thugs. thee end

As a Result of My Last Post...

I just got back from a 35/ 40 minute power walk around my neighborhood while pushing my 2 littles in the sit and stand stroller... I feel like a winner! I had my fast-paced techno music, my leggings and shirt long enough to cover my mishapen ass, my reebok easy tones and my high bun... needless to say, this is a less than glamourous endevor.... unless you're in myhead! the plain jane streets of my neighborhood are transformed into something out of a music video and all the cars driving by are filled with ppl checking me out and wondering who this fabulous and gorgeous young thang is walking down these streets!... and they're also wondering y i'm even working out because I obviously am naturally in amazing shape... I must be walking for fun... or maybe i'm practicing for the runway, since i'm obviously a model. and wait.. does she have kids???... no, nobody can see the big ass stroller i'm pushing because it doesn't exist, in my head. i'm simply a young and beautiful lady walking to the veat of muaic that everyone can hear and then there is a dance break and- cut to real life and me panting like i've run 7 miles and my 2-year-old yelling "momma it's a mail! get the mail! while pointing at... EVRY MAILBOX ON EVERY STREET!!! so yea, I went for a walk and now I don't know how i'll get thru the next few hours until these beasts go to sleep.i also can't promise that I won't eat cake.. or cookies... or frosting... also, I need a shower...this was a bad idea.

The Beach Is Calling My Name!!!... Oh wait...

so... 11.5 months ago, I had a fabulous baby gitl right? and I was all kinds of convinced that, by now, i'd be skinny and hot and back to my hot self... well, i've learned a few lessons this year.. 1. doughnuts, candy, honey buns, cakes, cookies, pies, ribs, cheese grits, quesadillas, burritos chips and reece's peanutbutter crunch paired with sporatice and inconsistant workouts makes for.... SOME STRAIGHT UP BULLSHIT!!! i'm not big... i'm only 5 pounds shy of what I weight in high school... but NOTHING about this body looks like a high school student. things are... lumpier and... have more movement than they used to. POOP ON THAT!!! in june, I was so serious about getting hot by august... and then I realized that it was the end of july and all I had accomplished was discovering new favorite snacks and how much I can't live without soda. ha! but i'm not big so sheeeeit! the beach is calling my name!!!.... oh wait.. oh.. oh no no no! I am one of those ppl I talk mad shit about.. if I come out of these here homemade cut-off shorts... so, monday, I said "it's not too late!" and woke up early to go walking around the hood with my sit and stand bently. I felt so good! I just knew that results were already visible!.... cut to me frowning at my reflexion in the bathroom with my leggings at my knees... I ate a slice of cake to ease the pain. ha! tuesday came and.... went. yea, I didn't make it... to the sidewalk. but I DID... drink two glasses of coke. fml! this morning, wednesday, I woke up and said "we are going for a walk as soon as I drink this coffee!" this was followed by "it's fuckin hot already!... I need to do something about my hair... i'll put the twists in!" (i recently fell in and out and back in love with marley twists)... " that didn't work out.. ok.. well.. fml!... i'm gonna wait til later to go for a walk. the sun won't be attacking me then." that's where i'm at right now... i'm also planning to do crunches... soon.. real soon. let's see how this goes... smh oh wait, there was supposed to be a few lessons learned here... um... lesson number 2' I like snacks more than working out. 3. wearing the right clothes can make ppl think that u look amazing and 4.... i'm horrible