A few beans short of a burrito.....

I hate when people say dumb things to me.  It really strikes a nerve.  My lil mama does it and it bothers me but she’s only 10 so I try to ride with it.  When grown folks say stupid *ish it really gets under my skin. For example, my daughter walks into the kitchen, sees me peeling shrimp, washing shrimp, seasoning shrimp, putting shrimp into the skillet but asks, “Daddy, you cooking shrimp tonight?” No, baby, I’m making Kool-Aid.  What does it look like I’m doing?  But she’s 10 so I let it ride. Example 2: I’m sorting clothes, running the water, adding the detergent but she looks me in my face and says, “You about to wash clothes?” No ma’am, this is how we change the oil in the car in 2011!  WTH!  Really?  I hate dumb *ish but she’s only 10 so I let it ride.

I say all of that to say, it’s okay at 10 but it’s dumb as hell when you’re a grown a** woman.  I am no Einstein but my child’s mother is a few beans short of a burrito.  She says some of the dumbest things to me and it has gotten progressively worse over the years. Before she became an international woman of mystery she once told me that she wanted to go somewhere that she would need a passport to visit.  Of course I ask where and what does she say, Hawaii!  Hawaii, for real? I looked at her for about a whole minute in awe of the dumb *ish that just came out of her mouth.  FOOL, YOU DON’T NEED A PASSPORT TO GO TO HAWAII! I politely asked her to never say that to another human being and then proceeded to walk away.

I could go in on my baby mama for hours on end but I won’t.  I’m sure she has some pretty messed up things to say about me but she can never say that I’m a bad parent.  Woosah…..Okay, there is a reason why I’m writing this.  The International Lover called me the other day to see how her child was doing. ***insert joke*** Well I entertain it and then I proceeded to tell her that lil mama had to get glasses. What’s the first thing that comes out of her mouth you may ask, “Where did she get that from, I don’t wear glasses.” FOOL, JUST BECAUSE YOU DON’T DOESN’T MEAN SHE WON’T.  So, at some point should I expect my lil mama’s nuts to drop and grow hair on her chest?  Hell, she’ll get it from me right? Maybe I should just expect her to be dumb as a damn rock and use a damn See-n-Say until she’s 27 because she gets it from you?  Man, I hate dumb *ish!

Don’t get me wrong, I do understand heredity but some things should just be left unsaid, damn….

Maybe I am blowing all of this out of proportion.  Maybe it’s not that big of a deal.  Maybe she’s not as dumb as I make her out to be.  I don’t know the answer to any of that but I do know, Cliff might agree with me on this one.