My rage is not controlled enough to properly express my hurt. I physically hurt for the people who are so close-minded, so mean, so inappropriate. But I hurt more for the people at whom the hate is directed. Again with The Gays. We still don’t eat at Chick-Fil-A because of their choice to support the [...]
If I’m getting all political up in this space, you know I’m serious. And when I get serious, you best watch yourself. There’s only a few things in this world that gets my passions burning, and aside from wronging my children, a twinkly vampire throwing me around our honeymoon suite, or taking away my TV [...]
I did not grow up in a religious household. We did the standard Christian-esque Christmas and Easter celebrations, and when we happened to be at my grandparent’s house on a Sunday, we went to their church. I did grow up in a very Bible Belt-ish town where pretty much every kid I knew went to [...]
And I couldn’t be prouder. In our family, nerd, geek, dork, brainiac, are all terms of endearment. We OWN the terms that describe us. It’s WHO WE ARE. I think that by using the words as terms of endearment now, when jackhole bully kids try to use them as words against my daughter to attempt [...]
I’m gay friendly. I love the gays, I am a little bit gay, and I think I may have a wee gay man trapped inside of me. The fact that people who happen to be gay cannot get married (nearly everywhere in the US) or adopt children (in Florida) angers me. I bought this shirt, [...]