by Monet Renae

Created on: July 01, 2007

This is a broken language piece so bare with me.....

Every time there is a gathering of friends he tells the same old lie. And don't let there a be a drink near by cause then it's on for real. "Yeah, it was love at first sight when she met me, won't it?" Hell to the nawh! Truth is I had no interest whatsoever. He wasn't my type at all-not tall, built, handsome or the least bit interesting. Head over heels boy please-not even one foot in the air. He just don't know I was duped into even meeting his ass. He was an average Joe and it appeared he was doing alright for himself and so- what. I wasn't looking for a husband.

If it wasn't for my girls I wouldn't be in this mess: always meddling in my business. I don't even know who put them in charge of my love life anyway. They should be concentrating on their own birds-nests-of-a-relationship. Between them, I'm worn out. It's a miracle I managed to maintain my sanity.
My girls are like the modern day, gender twisted rat pack. Each one has a talent and each one is seriously dysfunctional. Natahkey is sanguine to her detriment at times. Shelia lacks confidence and settles too quickly. La La-well she's a horse of another color, the leader of the pack in some respects.
As the shy girl in the group I listen, I observe and I secretly laugh my ass off. You want to help your girls, be down with them, but you don't want to be the prude. You want what's best for them, now and in the future. You don't want them to look foolish or act like fools. Hell sometimes you can't stop fate.
Speaking of fools, I could rip the life from La La bare handed. She is so brain dead sometimes it kills me. Always scheming on how to do something she really doesn't need to do. In all the years I've known her she has been more concerned with how fine she is than if her baby has enough to eat. The girl's priorities are shot. In 1981, she didn't steal a handbag from Wal-Mart and was banned from the store for a year. She claims an unknown female ran past her and dropped it and she just so happen to pick it up and stuff it in her tote bag, but security claimed she nabbed it from the shelf. It was a case of mistaken identity. And why in the world wouldn't the cops believe that especially when it's on video tape? She is La La, Ms. One hundred and fifty dollar a pair shoes, purse and outfit to match. As she was being escorted to the back of a squad car, all of a sudden she started stuttering. This always happened whenever she got caught up in the mix. This nut

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