Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.



There are times when my husband fusses at me for not blogging. He encourages me to do it. And, I've told him before that either no one comments or the ones that do rag on me. I'm not a fan of that. This is my little piece of the Internet. If you don't like me or the things I do, just leave and go to the HuffingtonPost or wherever you feel happy in your perfect world. Cuz, just a little news flash: I'm human.

I know it is shocking for most of you. I'm just a flawed person doing my best to get through life and try to raise three contributing, responsible members of society. If you don't like the way I do it, don't let the Internet door hit your ass on the way out.

When I go to blogs and I think the blogger is an idiot, I don't leave nasty snarky comments. I usually just leave and vow never to return. If it is a friend of mine who has said something I disagree with, I'll start a banter from time to time. But, even then, it is rare than I do that.

Whenever one of my critics is perfect, please let me know and I'll make sure and go to confession to ask for absolution for insulting the Divine Being. Until then, ptthptphppphptttppp. These are the reasons I don't enjoy blogging as much as I once did. The nasty people out there who think they know better than the rest of us.

And, if you start flaming me in the comments, I'll just close the string. I don't like trolls.


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