There was no romance in our decision to marry. There was no proposal. There was no engagement ring–just a positive pregnancy test.

There was no romance in our decision to marry. There was no proposal. There was no engagement ring–just a positive pregnancy test.
Abortion was controversial. Abortion was murder. Abortion was a choice.
It was clear to me what side of the debate I had to be on. My mom made her own choice.
She kept me.
On this Mother’s Day, I want to take some time out to thank myself on behalf of my sons for all the shit I go through for them.
I love Son #1. He is a prick…sometimes… a lot.
Ultimately, these kids did not need suspension. ‘
They need a fucking ethnic studies course.
I have no problem celebrating Christmas. I love Christmas. I love the lights. I love getting together with family and eating a shitload of calories. I love Stevie Wonder’s Someday at Christmas holiday album. Before I had kids to drag around everywhere, I used to love the fake fir scent permeating every overly heated department store I entered. I’ll even hit up a midnight mass if any one of my family really wanted to go.
I do have one problem: Santa.
Prayer does not stop terrorism.
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