My Name is Selena and I Have Man Envy…

Your Man Envy Is Showing

Good Day Blogger Friends and Family!

It’s been way too long since my last post and now that I’ve settled into my CRAZY schedule my posts will be a lot more regular…ahem, your honor I’d like that stricken from the record on the grounds that it might contaminate the jury.

Now onto the topic of the day.

I, phenomenal woman and scholar; splendid beauty and poet, magnificent handi-work of the Holy One, sure can brag on myself, can’t I? I, Selena, have Man Envy and apparently, it’s showing. Want to know what Man Envy is? Hmph. So would I. Well, keep on reading and when you find out, PLEASE let me know. So, here’s how it really went down…

Okay so Obi MalcolmWanKenobi’ s been going on and on about how he’s “becoming a man.” For the last few months actually and frankly I was really only left with one choice–I had to ignore him. I mean really. The boy’s only 12! How many boys become men at 12??? Exactly. Anyway, we’re on our way back from church and I leaned in to give him a hug and well, the rest is history…

 

Me: oh wow, honey are those hairs on your face?

 

Him: uh yeah. I told you I was becoming a man. See? You’re always neglecting me. What kind of mother are you?!

 

Me: the kind of mother that insists that you stop using her mascara brush to darken those fuzzy things you call hair! Uh hello! That stuff is expensive!

 

Him: you know what your problem is? You have Man Envy! That’s why you’re always hating on my man hairs.

 

Me: what?!?

 

Him: yeah I said it. You have Man Envy Mom. And it’s showing!!

 

So there it is in a nutshell. I have Man Envy and apparently it’s showing!! LOL!!