The Good and the bad....

I will give you the good first. For the most part, I had a GREAT WEEKEND! On Friday we all went to Red Lobster to celebrate my nephew Plukes going away to Las Vegas. We had a great time! Good, Good, food! Then we went out to Meeks for drinks. Well, we had to cut everything short, when we get a call around 1am......I will get back to that later, because I am giving you the good right now.


Saturday, was a busy, busy day. I got up and went to Wal-mart and got my gifts for my sil's baby shower. Spent way too much money. YOu know they make too many cute things for baby girls...LOL I came home showered and layed my clothes out. Took the kids out to Country Club Hills fest. They had a blast. We got funnel cake and home made icecream. Was tooooooo good. The kids rode horses, got their faces painted, jumped in the balloon float, and road the train. We left, I came home and immediately got in my clothes, put my make up on and headed to the baby shower. The baby shower was really nice, my sil doesn't need anything. She got tons.

After, the shower, I was supposed to go to my cousins birthday party, but what happened was?.....LOL I told myself I would take a quick power nap and when I woke up the birds were chirping...LOL

Onto Sunday, we took the kids downtown to Johnny Rockets, and then later that evening we went to the park. Kind of a lazy day!

Well, now it's time to give you bad. You know that phone call I got at 1am, it was from my nephew Marion. Turns out that my son was JUMPED, at a carnival, both him and his best friend, by 20-25 guys. Thank God, he was not hurt. My children have taken Karate since they were little tikes and he defended his self well. He ended up with a small lump on the side of his head. Nic was not so lucky, he ended up being struck in the head with something and ended up getting 5 staples in his head. I was PISSED! So was Baptiste. I hurried over to Worth Police Department because a mom has to see for herself. He told me wasn't hurt, the police told me wasn't hurt, but I couldn't get their fast enough. The kids were trying to tell me how everyone that ran up on Bee got drop kicked or knocked out, didn't care to hear any of that nonsense, just wanted to see my baby. After I looked him over thoroughly, I blasted him for not calling me...I was so angry. But that wasn't even the tip of the iceberg! The prejudice in this world never ceases to amaze me, Worth is predominatley white town. My son was the only black kid involved.... Everyone else was either hispanic or white. Why did the police officer that handled the case, try to turn everything on Bee! He comes out and says that I heard you are the instigator of this whole thing, telling these kids (who are mind you ages 15-19 and bee is 14) you were going to come to Worth and blow it and shouting your gang stuff Pope, pope, this and Pope that, I said first off, get the hell out of my son's face. He's the victim asshole! I said, maybe your department is in the f*(%ing ice ages, but their is no gang call the Pope's. Never heard of it. I said, and foot is too far in his throat to have time to associate with any gang. He is only allowed at a few friends house. I keep a tight reign over my son. I know where he is at ALL TIMES...I said maybe you got a mail ordered badge, because if in fact my son was in a gang, it must be a two man gang, being that he was jumped by 20 plus people and if he was coming to Worth to blow it up, don't you think he would have blown some of the kids up who ATTEMPTED to jump him. He says, maam, to be honest don't believe either sides....I said well, I believe my son...and if you look at his record vs theirs, my son is a POPE as Pope John Paul a saint. He has never been in any trouble. He loooked like a total ass! Turns out 4 of the kids have a record long as my arms and legs put together.....

I took Bee home, and we had a long time about "the choices we make". I had just had a long conversation with God, that morning. I asked that God protect my children and keep them safe. I asked that he would just cover them in his blood. I guess I felt something....

Other than that one incident, my weekend was GRRRREEEEEEAAAAAAATTTT!