the woman who bore me (p-dawg) is all about forcing "neat new traditions" down our throats. she believes that if she can just set up the perfect ritual for each and every occasion that everyone will be happy and no one will misbehave. she's always wrong, of course, but this doesn't stop her from trying. she is the queen of beating a dead horse. lucky me. the following is an excerpt from todays email:
...because i am satan worshipping godless lesbian who dances around fire and casts spells. clearly. note that there's an implied question, but not actually a real one. it's like she just wondered out loud. and p.s. good luck getting 5 squirrelly kids to sit still and listen to a story on christmas eve night. that sounds like a blast. my kids have been begging to have their werido grandma read from the bible after pumping them full of sugar. i'm sure it will become a time honored priceless kodak moment that all of the ladies at the garden club will mistake for genuine family merriment. so that's a relief.
wake me when it's over please...
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Nobody puts Baby Jesus in a corner.
p-dawg does.
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