Yall know I gotta post my people. Every occasion, every outfit.
If it happened, its on here. If it aint on here, it aint happen yet.
Water park day. Mason, Ohio. All of us. Look at this picture. LOOK at the lil one in the front with the mean mug. Thats the face of a child who was told no more slides until you eat something. He aint forgive me yet.
Yall know how these indoor water parks go. Its 78 degrees in there and 100 percent humidity and everybody walking around in a wristband like its a hospital. We had the pink ones. Pink wristbands, pink swimsuit, pink cover up, pink on the big girl, pink on the baby. I did not plan that. Okay I planned some of it.
He took the picture cause his arm longer than mine. Thats the only reason he in the front. Look at him. Look at me. Look at these babies. Big girl got her goggles ready before we even got out the elevator. The other one got the beads in her hair swinging every time she move and she know it.
Now. The chairs. Every single chair in that place got a towel on it and nobody in it. Yall see it in the picture. Rows of chairs, rows of towels, no people. Where is everybody? In the water. So why you save the chair? I sat in one anyway. Somebody came back and looked at me and I looked at them and they kept walking. Aht aht. Its a chair.
We stayed till they turned the lights down on the wave pool. Kids fell asleep in the car before we hit the highway. Him too almost.
Family time. Disney On Ice. All of us. Look at this picture and tell me who was most excited. Go ahead, guess. It was me. It was me with the sword lul. Baby girl in the front got the puppy, big girl got the wand with the glow thing on top, the lil man on…
Its my birthday yall. Mine. Today. So this post is about me and if you came here for anything else, aht aht, come back tomorrow. First. The outfit. I know. I KNOW. Yellow. Two piece. Ruffles on the top, ruffles down the split, black heels so I dont look like a whole highlighter. I put…
I Made A New Friend Yall, Say Hi To Keyy Jackson Say hi to Keyy Jackson. Go ahead. In the comments. Im waiting. New friend at 30 something, yes it still happens People act like you stop making friends after high school. Aht aht. I made one and she got locs and a blue shirt…
Me: Keenan. Him: (nothing) Me: Keenan. You cant take the tablet to school. Him: (holds it up higher) Me: Baby that is not how this work. Him: (looks at me like I am the one being ridiculous) Thats the picture. Thats the whole conversation. Tablet in one hand, fruit snacks in the other, Hot Wheels…
Throwback. Me and Coco. She wont admit it but I am her favorite and this picture is my evidence, exhibit A, entered into the record. Things yall need to notice about this picture, in order: Somebody’s mama got us dressed for this. Red jumper, navy jumper, white ruffle collars on both, bows in the hair,…
Yall. Its her day. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MY MOM. And before anybody type it, yes. I know. We look alike. I been hearing it my whole life so yall aint telling me nothing new. Same face, same glasses, same lil smirk when somebody in the room is doing too much. The only difference is she…
He ready. Give em people a problem today. Look at that face. LOOK at it. That is not a nervous first day face. That is not a mama dont leave me face. That is a face that already know he finna run that classroom by lunch. Teeth out, eyes squinted, both fists balled up like…
Last night wit da ladies. Shonna, Bushbaby, Rosa Parks. Yall know the crew. Look at us. LOOK AT US. Four grown women in a parking lot at night taking a picture against a brick wall like we didnt just spend 45 minutes getting ready. And we still went back to the car for a second…
Thad Hagan. My brother. Its ya birthday and I am coming to take shots. Not asking. Telling. Lock the door if you want, I know where the spare key at. Now look at this picture cause this is the one I am putting up every year till one of us drop. Matching shirts. Sundays Are…
Dear Gatlinburg, Its been real. Ima be honest, I did not expect much from a mountain town with a pancake house on every corner, and you humbled me. Birthday celebration complete. I am headed back home to my kids and I am taking a jar with me. Ole Smoky, this part is for you. Yall…
Hey. It’s Eboni. Black Eb if you found me on the apps. Same person, same mouth.
I post every day. Not most days. Every day. Some days its a whole story, some days its a picture of me in the car in a beanie and a puffer coat with the heat on high like this one, and yall still show up for it. I dont know why. I aint questioning it.
What this site is?
The videos is the short version. This is the long one.
The stuff that dont fit in a caption go here. My people, my babies, my outfits, my birthdays, my nights out, my mornings that went sideways before 7 am. And the receipts. Yall knew that was coming. If somebody got blocked, there is a reason, and the reason is usually on here somewhere.
Everything on this site is me typing how I talk. No team. No brand voice. If it sound like me thats because it is me.
How to get in touch?
Comment. DM. Tag me. I see it. I might not answer the same day cause I got a life and a lot of kids, but I see it.
