Have you threatened them? Ever? Any kid ref: at hoops, hockey, lax, soccer, softball or baseball? Yet another cranky post. Sorry. Do me a favor? Do not, repeat, DO NOT berate, harass, threaten, or intimidate student referees when watching your kid play sports. If your kid is young enough for you to drive him to the field, tie her cleats, and put sunscreen on his nose, you should be keep
I Will Not Complain About Driving. I Will Not Complain About Driving. I Will Not Complain.
Where have I been? Driving. And driving and driving. I work until 3, 3:30 sometimes 4:00 if I’m not watching the clock, then get in the car to drive my kids. And the neighbor’s. And other kids, vaguely familiar from preschool a decade ago, hanging out whose moms “work” and since I’m home, can I swing them home? On the other side of the Ponderosa. And it’s a big motherf’ing
I’m Not Talking about the Abercrombie Bikini and You Can’t Make Me
Friends have been asking me when I’m going to go off on the Abercrombie push-up bra for the busty 8 year olds in your life. But I’m not. I need to protect myself from the Abercrombie loving feminist trolls who attacked without warning when I confessed I would not, could not, shop at perfumed slut inducing stores sexualizing little girls. Boy, did that hit a nerve. I was hating Abercrombie