Taco Tuesday

Dear God, It’s Me, Aricka! Remember me? I am the one always asking you for a little extra patience! I really could use your guidance today. Not even out of the driveway and the kids are fighting over who will sit in the front. The Tortured Teenager wants to be up front to finish her makeup. Her foundation is a nice color but it doesn’t match with the interior of my car as it gets all over my visor as she pulls down the mirror. Maybe she could switch to a foundation that matches my car? Thanks…

Dear God, It’s Me again! I’m trying to download my tax software so I can do my mom’s taxes. Notice I am doing hers before ours as she needs the money more than we do. For some reason I cant get the program to install. A little extra patience? Just a smudge? Thanks…

Dear God…Don’t mean to bug you but is it really necessary for me to wait on hold for an hour for the tax software company just to get a recording “leave a message?” They already got my money! I just want a refund so I can go buy it again at the store. Thanks…

Dear God, I am sure I am needing some patience now. Thanks for saving my ass when that clearly uninsured driver almost rear ended me. Really appreciate that. I hope you heard my “THANK YOU GOD” and forgive me for my “LEARN HOW TO F**KING DRIVE” for I really am trying to work on that.

Dear God, Now I ask for patience for rude lady that thought nothing to cut in front of me at the second store I had to go to in order to buy the tax software for the second time. I even asked her if she intended on swiping her card as she stood in front of me while the cashier asked for me to pay. How rude? The least she could do is either wait to look at the pens where I was standing or pay for my purchase. Just saying…

Dear God, finally have the tax software in my hand and why am I not able to install it? Really? So please forgive me if some F bombs come flying out of my mouth.

And one more thing, really…Give me patience with the Tortured Teenager! For she is truly a blessing my life! And I will not curse her like my mother did that “you too will have children one day and I hope they are as rotten as you are!” No, I will break the cycle!

Dear God, I guess you must be on vacation because patience is really short around here. I guess I will take your cue and pretend to be on vacation. It is Taco Tuesday after all!