Saturday Morning It is 11 AM

Okay I am sitting at my desk and writing to the world and there is a burgundy Jesus Squad 12 seater van parked in front of my house blast “I Say Glory”. Now I am not sure what to say about this. Okay now what if I was not down with this Christian Concert that was going on because lets say I am Jehovah, Jewish, Trinidadian, LOL. I forgot to say that we are two days away from the Labor Day events I used to partake in as a young child on the come up. Back then folks were swinging off of the street poles and whining on something. Dear reader that does not know what whining on something is I do not want you to be left out so lets picture Patrick Swayze and babe getting down in dirty dancing, now that was some hot stuff for the ballroom. You can compare Labor Day to dirty dancing times 48 the extra hardcore edition. Hence I do not go to this event anymore, this girl is too cool to sweat be sweat on stomped on groped on damn that’s a lot of things I am just not willing to do or be done to me yikes. Trust me I am not looking for a new man at least not right now. Being that I live in the heart of coconut land this Christian Concert right now is really strange but I do feel calm this morning so maybe I do need a little Jesus in my life. Wait wait it is the break down of the song and it has just gotten louder but it is all good because I have been listing to la mega se pega for two days in the car anyway. I had to give Jay-Z a break it was making me feel real bad ass! There should be a study on how music contributes to car accidents and emotions because I swear If I am listening to Wutang on the road you better get out of my way. I feel like a big tike’s Tonka truck on those massive four wheels and I will crush you and say your momma out the window. An encore was requested at the concert and now I am listening to the same song again. Okay I think I am going to go ask him if he has a home around here and if he says no I am going to tell him I don’t care where you go but you got to get the hell out of here. Like what the F is he thinking? Note to self have deeper conversation with God tonight and let him know that it really is nothing personal it is Labor Day….gosh!

I got to bathe the baby dress her do all that for me and get to the post office to drop my mom on her errands and then to the mall because my kid has her best friend’s party to go to and yes I still have to go and get the gift. There is going to be a bounce along cotton candy and popcorn. I am so excited everything I like to eat and do minus the bounce along, lol be hey it’s for the kids and they are going to look it. I hope she has a cocktail for momma Eve because if she knows what I know she will have it chilled and ready to serve upon my arrival. No worries I will give her my ETA just so it can be right.