So, true story. One time this happened, but because I've been sarcastic like - since - well - ALL MY LIFE, I had a retort.
So, I forget how old I was but my smart ass answers "No. My brain cells for memory were not fully developed at that time." And walked off. I may have started clapbacks, and I didn't even know it. LOLOLOLOL
This is me every night. Hot as fuck over my sink being 1/4 "full" of dishes.
I once went out of town for a work trip for about 3 days. I got back to my house to find THE SAME FUCKING DISHES IN THE SINK. H came home to a screaming bitch. I am still mad.
#Growningupblack Putting on "play clothes" as soon as you step in the crib after school.
I still do this! I have so many categories of clothes: house clothes, church clothes (and I'm athiest now lol), going out clothes. I yell at my SO all the time for wearing his work clothes around the house.
This is me every night. Hot as fuck over my sink being 1/4 "full" of dishes.
To this day the sound of someone cleaning a kitchen makes me nervous because if I was hearing it, that meant I failed to do it and was gonna get my ass beat.
My mom used to say "come w me to the bathroom" through gritted teeth then when she was done it was "YOU BETTER NOT GO OUT THERE CRYING. FIX YOUR FACE." but you just pinched the shit out of my arm, lady. Give me a second, lol.
My mom's (and later my ) line was, "Do we need to take a trip to the restroom?" And then, in response to the obviously vehement rejection, "Wonderful!"
My mom's (and later my ) line was, "Do we need to take a trip to the restroom?" And then, in response to the obviously vehement rejection, "Wonderful!"
I am horrified by my quick transformation into my own mother. I think I need a few "I told you so"s and a good "I'm not your friend, I'm your mother" before its complete, lol.
I may have taken a wooden spoon on vacation with us last week.
Actually, it was bamboo. They are hardier.
I don't think we actually used it. It was just a warning spoon. A silent 'try me if you want to'.
I don't think she ever actually used it either. She did slam them on counters and those shits would break & splinters would spread across the room. She had really good aim throwing Havaianas though
AT my house it was gospel or some old preacher my grandmother had recorded at the last revival. Torture. But at my aunt's there was blues and she sipped gin. By noon she'd let us out to play so she could nap in peace.
I may have taken a wooden spoon on vacation with us last week.
Actually, it was bamboo. They are hardier.
I don't think we actually used it. It was just a warning spoon. A silent 'try me if you want to'.
I don't think she ever actually used it either. She did slam them on counters and those shits would break & splinters would spread across the room. She had really good aim throwing Havaianas though
This was my mom. She wouldn't spank us, but she had incredible aim with a shoe.