It is Friday, once again beans is busy as ever, I still need to get that clone project going. I have a million and one things to do this weekend, but hey, it’s nothing. I feel the need to sleep but I always do I can’t wait until I get off work for the race to begin. I told my daughter she couldn’t go to this thing at her school, but I may take her, I haven’t decided. The drill team is having a fish fry, I have a feeling there will be some drama, but that never fails. So many sorry parents. I am glad I have enough sense to realize the importance of being a supportive parent. I look at my family and I realize we all support our children, it is just second nature. I think we don’t know any other way. My cousin is having his 40th birthday party Saturday. It is at a club but I am still going to go. He has been one of my biggest cheerleaders in life. He presented me when I was a debutante. Man that was years ago. Yes me, beans. I really am not sure why I did that, it was nice though, I look at my daughter and I can’t wait for her to be one. She is so geared to that and I can’t wait. I am not sure what the future holds for me but it due time it will all be revealed. I am trying to live right and be the best I can be for my family. My baby is fine, I am not sure what’s up with him lately, but I love him so I will be supportive as I can as he wrestles with things in his life. I was laughing with my girlfriend on how extra this love thing can be at times. I had a test is my economics class yesterday, all I can say is that when it was over I had a headache. I can’t wait until this semester is over. My professors think the world revolves around them and the particular subject they teach. Due to the state of the economy as it is now, we debate for hours. Speaking of debating, I watched the debate last night and for some reason, no one at my job wants to discuss it. I sit in a suite with 5 other people, of course I am the only sister so nobody speaks on the election period especially to me. I laugh at times. I know I am perceived as a threat, that’s why I make it a point to stay on top of things. I feel like a representative of my race at times. I think I do well but I know they are watching me. Not all of them but some of them. I talk to my children often; I make sure they are in tune with their culture. I make them aware that people had to die in order for them to be where they are. I think as African Americans we must instill this in our children. They need to know that people died in order to vote, they need to know that not to long ago, their people were considered only 3/5 of a human. I look at society at times and I am in awe at the mothers I see just being trife and disrespectful to their children. I am not sure where the breakdown came from exactly but it is there. I am kinda just rambling so I’ll end this but be blessed!!!