Ok, so there is no baby's mama, but why all the drama?

Ok, so if you read my previous post, you know I have no kids (well of the human variety) but yet and still I have baby mama's drama! I also have half an ovary and I am on the pill, go figure! Oh well, back to the drama. So as some of you know, I am in love. Madly, deeply, all that crap poems are made of, that's the love I'm in. Don't hate, you too can fall in love one day. Hell, it took me almost 15 years to find my soul mate. I did and I am slap happy, well most of the time. Let me correct that 99% of the time. So why am I telling you all of this? Because it's my blog and I can talk about whatever I want, just kidding. Seriously, because there is a lesson in this post for today...you have to read it all the way through to find it though so no cheating.

Here's the story, you ready? Here we go.

Once upon a time in a land of no jobs, good credit going bad, women having a litter of babies (did u hear about the lady that had 8 babies at once? wow!), and people losing their homes faster than the value of mine can depreciate there was a woman, for the sake of the story we will call her Ms. CoCo. Ms. CoCo is really sweet, kinda funny and a little sassy. Ms. CoCo has no problem reeling the ladies in but keeping them has been a struggle. So Ms. CoCo meets Ms. Puffs. Ms. Puffs is sweeter than Ms. CoCo, she truly has a heart of gold, she's been around for a while but not totally hip to the game. So they meet and it is heavenly, they are perfect for each other. They now become Ms. and Ms. Coco Puffs. Ya following so far? Good. Here comes the drama.


Ms. Puffs has an ex, let's call her Ms. X. So Ms. X is evil and has control issues and tries to manipulate Ms. Puffs. Ms. Puffs goes along with it for a while while Ms. Coco sits on the sidelines fuming. Arguments ensue and the damage has been done. Lines have been drawn in the sand. It's Bush v. Saddam and Saddam has 24 hours to get out. So Ms. CoCo advises Ms. Puffs of all of this to no avail. So Ms. CoCo quietly, well not really, but quietly awaits the decision. Someone needs to retreat and it sure as hell won't be Ms. CoCo. Ms. CoCo is happy and no one is gonna mess that up except Ms. CoCo. So in order for ms. CoCo to get some relief from the stress she listens to music. She finds a lovely diddy entitled Shoo Fly by Syleena Johnson. Check out this link while you have a glass of wine.

Oh, the lesson in this story, don't rush to judgement. It will all work out in the end. Oh yeah, always have a fly swatter handy.

Til next time...see you in the mixx, the catsmeowmixx that is.