Before I vent let me say my Mother's Day was wonderful. I recieved nice gifts, money, Tony even cooked me breakfast and Thomas gave me a very nice card with Twenty dollars in it.
NOW
Shawn has been getting on my last nerve lately she came to Darney's 7th birthday party and was talking about the kids so bad. She asked me how come this boy's parents did not get his glasses fixed. I mean come on that cost money and everytime your child breaks the arm off their glasses you might can't fix it right then. Or those could have been his go outside to play pair aaarrrggghhhh. Then my neighbors son got hit by a car and she made it sound like it was the little boy's fault since kids ride bikes and jump out in the street anyway. I mean damn you can't make a 12 year old boy ride his bike on the sidewalk forever and then she said the parents should have been out front while he was riding...............niw come on who does that he's 12 not 2 by the way he was okay a broke leg thank the Lord.

Then this morning on the news they were talkng about the 13month or 18month old little girl who feel out the 3rd floor bedroom window (there was no screen) she is in critical condition I guess she was suspossed to be in bed and the parents left the window open bad call on there part but she made it seem like they should have been watching her ...........as if a child could never get out of her sight for a second. She was saying if the screen would have been on she would not have feel she said "How could you not have a screen on when you have kids how broke are you not to afford a screen".

I told her 2 of my kids have busted right thru patio screen doors while they were closed and it took me a while to get another one. .................This is the same one who does not have any kids at all and always crying broke she even still lives at home with her mother and................she just pisses me off. She is sussposed to be dieting too and asked for my help but everytime I mention something to her she just says "Look I know what to do". and then heats up a sausage biscuit, some sorta pasta with sauce, chips, cookies you name it she's eating it but then knocks me because I don't and says stuff to me like "Your only so big Jada eat what you want your crazy not to eat this here good food". aaarrrggghhh

all better now. Glad I go that off my chest.