📸 Nanny Sassy Chronicles: Plastic Surgery, Pillow Talk, and Pure Chaos!
Chileeee… I’m tired. Zuri had me up all night playing plastic surgery like we was at Grey Sloan Memorial! She had half the SL cast rollin’ through to help—then had the nerve to try doing it herself. When I say hot mess? I’m talkin’ sliders slidin’, baby hairs cryin’, and my avi lookin’ like a who-did-it-and-why!
Rozari popped over to the Women’s Center mid-disaster and caught me lookin’ like a living Picasso. I told her, “Don’t judge me, blame Zuri!” Thank God she finally called Nehemi, who talked her through it. And of course, I’d already told the child she had it… just missing ONE little thing. 🙄
Next thing I know, Sammi done showed up, sleeves rolled up like it was a group project. And don’t you know, all them guhhs started tag-teaming like it was a virtual ER. But praise be—your girl is back in one piece! Lashes blinkin’, slippers slipperin’, and nerves barely intact.
Now Zuri’s still glued to that laptop like sleep ain’t a commandment. Somebody come get this baby! She’s got a belly full of mystery—could be twins, triplets, or a full choir in there—yet here she go, wide awake and coding like it’s finals week.
Anyway, I gotta go cook for Kandee and ZeeZee before they get to hollerin’. Gotta check on Kemi too—and where is everybody this week?! I haven’t seen nobody. But they better bring they behinds over this weekend cause Nanny Sassy is throwing down! Pot's hot, house clean, and I miss my babies. Shoutout to my girls—Auntie Joy and Mama Nova, y’all always got my heart.
And you know what? I ain’t seen Neffie either. Hmm… somethin’ in the air. But don’t worry, Nanny Sassy gon’ find out.
When Nanny’s quiet, she’s either prayin’ or plottin’. 🫢🍲💅🏽 Now let me grab this phone, cause I’m bout to call ALLLLA UM.
Stay tuned chile…
