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Minding The Business That Pays You...


Heyyyyyy Boos! When I decided to revive my blog, I planned this nice, fun post, letting y'all  know what to expect from the kid. But then I realized that would be soooooo UN-Joi. Lol. One: it wouldn't be my blunt, honest, transparent self. Two: Now's not a time to come out all meek and  mild. Now, in today's climate, you gotta come out swingin'! Well... whatcha waitin' for? Scroll on... 



Everybody's Business Is Everybody's Business, Right? The other day, I was going to pick my oldest and her boyfriend up from their movie date. Yes, my 17-year-old has a boyfriend and they were on a date. Let’s have a moment of silence for my remaining black hair and hairline. Lol. Well, there was a car that was stopped on my street and the men were standing outside of it with the hood up. Yes, it was late, and I was running late getting the kids, but my daddy taught me a thing or two about cars and they looked like they were struggling, so the Good Samaritan in me made me stop and roll the window down. Not enough to reach in, but enough for them to hear me. Don’t worry, they were under a street light, I had my girl in my lap (my knife) and Miss Piggy on my hip (my glock), so I had taken all precautions.

Let me set the scene.