Worst Part of the Day - Taking my two boyz to the post office was the WORST. IMP didn't want to be held, SB wanted to play with the doors, the line was loooonggg. But I had to get this board score submission resubmitted via overnight mail, so there I was .... in HELL. At the end I was carrying the two boyz to the car with SB in tears. Then I'm putting them in the car and this punk says something to SB. And I say "Oh did you say something?" And he mutters "I was just f&*cking talking to your kid. It's no big f#$cking deal." Well - I'm in NO mood for this punk. So I circle back around my car, smile at his girlfriend (sister) who smiles back and say right to his face "What did you say?" The girlfriend (sister?) breaks in "oh he was just saying 'hi' to your son." And I say (to him) "WELL I couldn't hear you over the crying. I CERTAINLY don't care if you say 'hi' to him." And he just sneers and looks down. No messin' the the mama today.
Best Part of the Day - Had friends over for a bbq and it was lovely! Relaxing and delicious. And their kids thoroughly entertained ours. Nice n' easy. That's my style.
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