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So I woke up today.

Sitting around on my bed and decided to “text” Scott. It was about 6 something this morning. It was nothing just a simple Hey, you crossed my mind so I’m saying hey. So hey. lol

I learned I am not working Saturday but I am working Sunday instead. From like 4:30 to 10p if I’m not mistaken. This will be interesting. I need to wash my work shirt.

One of my cousins was kind of pissing me off yesterday. I was listening to The World on NPR yesterday and there was an interview with a young lady who had graduated from the South African school where they are protesting against the discrimination on how the black children are wearing their hair in the school. So one quote that she said that I posted on Facebook was “Where can you be black if you can’t be black in Africa??” I had my own commentary behind it also stating that I didn’t know how to spell the young lady’s name. My cousin chimed in because she’s all things protest and all things racially conscious to tell me her name. The name she gave me wasn’t correct. The name she gave me was the girl who started the petition who STILL ATTENDS the school when I CLEARLY said was a GRADUATE. I told her, no, it’s something else. She says No that’s her name. So this prompted me to find the interview and write down as best as I could her name. And I did. And I explained that to my cousin AGAIN before I edited my post to reflect the name change.

You know, she once decided she was done with my brother when he made her feel like she was stupid and didn’t know anything even though she had a degree. She does this all the time to me and other people. It’s like she constantly tries to prove she’s smart. Prove she’s studied this and that, but when you do this at the expense of “I’m right and you’re wrong” it tends to grate on peoples nerves. Settle into the fact that you do not know every damn thing and stop trying to feed and shove into other people that they don’t. It’s rude and condescending and you’re going to find yourself lonely as hell. Well. I just made myself a Facebook post. LOL

Enough about her…

My grandson is a source of such joy. He woke up before I left this morning. He asked me to fix his lunch. We hugged and I leaned over him and kissed him. I said give me a smile. He gave me this partial smirk. I started tickling him. He is like the dreamiest kid ever. But he is concerning me. It maybe just a boy thing or maybe he has accidently rubbed up against something and liked how it feels, but…he humps stuff. LOL He humps, sticks his little fanny out and wiggles it. He likes to bend over and rub the crack of his ass on people. And I don’t want to call it dirty because he doesn’t know and I don’t want to explain because he’s too young and he doesn’t need to know. He will stand by my and hug me at the hip and he’s always bouncing around, but then it turns into this pelvic thrusting on my leg. WTF are you doing, kid?? Then he jumps and rolls all on my bed and then starts humping my bed. What?? Stop that. I don’t know. If you tell him, “Stop, that’s nasty.” then he feels like he’s done something really bad and starts whimpering. And it’s an actually puppy like whimpering he does. He is so adorable, but he is busy and he does get into trouble. I’m going to get with his mother and then when he is old enough we are going to put him on a track team or something. He likes to run, let’s let him run. Get some of this energy out of him. LOL So that way when he gets older he can like girls, but we don’t want him humping on anyone’s child you know? lol ::smh:: and my parenting still isn’t done, but I knew that.

Let’s see, what else…

That’s all I can muster up for the moment.
Going to log in to Lexis and do my homework.
Until next time…

Kindest regards,
Sister