“To Donut or not to Donut”

My daughter’s 11th birthday today started with a trip to this land of magic and fairy dust – where the smell that fills the air is sooo flippen’ sweet and thick – you think the sweet scent could hold you in mid air – like a hammock of pure delight… I’m talking “The Donut Palace”,  Bitches!  I went there alone at 6:30am – Oh I could have eaten a tray of just out of the oven old fashioned crullers – no one would have known.  I so could of –  if I wanted to – I mean no one’s the boss of me!  Not the PoPo bellied up to the bar or the old coffee clutcher fixtures gossiping like they were bucking for  their own reality show… “Real Old – Real Housewives!”  Nope – just me!   I simply enjoyed the beautiful morning, the beautiful aromas, the happy people that joyfully took my order and my thoughts of the morning 11 years ago when my beautiful daughter was born.  I thought of her and her friends smiles – when they spied the crowned box of bliss.   I chose not to have a donut this morning – Did I want one – You bet your sweet Jiggly Ass I wanted to sit in that damn hammock and eat a fricken boat load till the cows came home – (did i mention the vanilla cream filled?) !  But I didn’t …..Why?  So I could write about it later?  Ehhh, crossed my mind – but not really – Don’t get me wrong – I gave the joint the once over – thinking one of my bitches could feel me about to break and was crouching behind the Chief of Police.   The truth is I feel too fucking good to break!  Sure – they smelled like God baked them himself – but no thanks – Big Guy!  We done know donuts bitches (picture my head going back and forth here – yes breaking out my ghetto self)  we don’t  do donuts!   Knowing that you can have what ever you want but YOU say “No Fucking Thanks” !  That’s power baby!  Power to “My” Bitches & Happy Birthday to my Sweet Baby Girl!Image

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