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I had a pretty interesting three days off. Been riding around trying to make a little extra paper since I had a few days off work. Been on my hustle.

Went up to see my boo. He was in good spirits. Got to spend some extra quality time with the kids. We are not really into the Easter thing. I have never really celebrated Easter that much. I never got Easter baskets and candy and all that stuff when I was a kid. Around Easter we would hunt for eggs at school. I am Christian and we believe Jesus rose from the dead after 3 days, died for sins, forgives of our trespasses. But the Easter bunny crap, not in my house………. Let me explain.
The lady at the daycare gave them a basket for Easter and I stood there and gave Alexis a piece of candy right there. And the lady seemed kinda salty about it. DID I MISS SOMETHING?? She gave the candy to the kids but I wasn’t supposed to give it too her? Whatever. So I asked her and she told me that I was ignant and shit and I didn’t smack her, I just let her stand there ravin’ and wyldn’ out about how kids are supposed to have their Easter Basket on Easter. Hell, I don’t know the rules to this. All I know is that a few times out of the year, white folks declare a holiday and that means spend cash, right. Of course I know the true reason for such seasons. And I respect that accordingly. I know it as the day, Jesus rose from the grave and thought that was important. Bitches come to me too, with that, “did you get yo’ kids an easter outfit?” And “I gotta spend Blank amount of cheddar on lil ray ray’s easter this and that…..” The same folks come at my kids with the tooth fairy and the other mythical creatures that love to spend my money. Ain’t that a bitch? LOL! Now don’t get me wrong. I like to spend on my kids but damn, can a chick get a rule manual about these holidays. Not trying to harp on the subject but there was a lady at the store that was asking every customer what they were cooking for Easter. The line was long and this mo fo was taking up my very important Easter time. (Since we categorizing things…LOL) and I am crazy I know so she gets to me and asked me….What are you cooking for dinner tomorrow? I said, Tuna Casserole, Biscuits, Broccoli and Cheese and Milk. She looked like I had sliced the Easter Bunny’s throat or something. She says, “How could you?,” as tears welled in her eyes. “It’s Easter!” And I say and the next day is Monday. I can cook whatever I want and it’s still Easter. I paid for my stuff and walked out. Not one person asked or commented out of all of the people that were quizzin me about whether or not I told the kids about Jesus risin' from the dead to save our souls. Everybody was more concerned about the bunny and the traditions. I love holidays sometimes.