Message from mom this morning (written in purple crayon...on a scrap of notebook paper...a quarter scrap...diagonally)
Tiffany 555-1234
Please call me if Zerica gets worster. She was trying to get sick this morning. OK?
See you thought I was going to say something about the word 'worster'. Too easy. The 'OK' is what was funny to me. Just for giggles I said "OK" to the piece of paper. I did not want her to think I was ignoring her. And just as an aside, she may have been trying to get sick at home,well she succeeded at school today (see previous post about how I feel about throwing up').
This is just that time of year where kids get sick. We have had some unusually cold weather for the last week. I know that in my neck of the woods we are not really accustomed to these temps, but it does not negate the fact that you should bundle up your baby!! On a 23 degree morning your child should not come to school with no socks,wearing footies, no coat, and a thin t-shirt (no undershirt). Of course she is sick. However, when I call mom, this should not be the message:
(Laughs) Hey, 'dis Shell. And (laughs) hey all y'all player hating bitches. I know you mad because ya know I got your man. But leave me a message and I will get at 'cha when I can.
I was confused. Though I can be bitchy, I have never thought of myself as a 'player hating bitch'. Then I was confused because if you've got my man (OK that is a laugh...let's change that) or whomsoever man you have, I really should be mad at him because he is not treating you right. my baby has a coat. Can you ask him to get your baby a WalMart jacket and some socks?! I mean, since you got him and all.
But see, that would be me player hating.
But see, that would be me player hating.
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