So what if I tacked an extra seven years onto her age?
So what if I constantly tease her about her love for a bottom-dwelling has-been team that was only ever good when there was a guy named Messier playing for them?
So what if I posted a picture of her on the blog that she made me swear would never see the light of day?
Tell me, honestly? And it's not like she's just hanging out with them. No, she's doing an interview with them. An interview! When the whole world knows that the definitive Redneck Mommy Interview was conducted right here in this space!
I tell ya. There's no accounting for taste. I mean, sure the guys at DadCentric are funnier than I am. And better writers. And better looking. But I give away notebooks produced to promote movies in the 80s.
Loyalty. It used to mean something.