My friend has assured me that things with his mom will blow over. He should know.

True story: he posted on Facebook that he was canvassing door-to-door with me for Obama before the election, and she threatened to disown him. On Facebook. We've been joking about that ever since. So he's probably right that this is ultimately no big deal.

I never really had to deal with my parents as adults, and my relationships with my de facto parental figures is often fairly polite and surface-level. Having an adult relationship with parents is a pain in the ass, sometimes. I had to figure a bunch of stuff out for myself, and screwed a lot of it up along the way, but now that I'm almost 39, I like the quiet.

And amyth - if it makes you feel any better, a dude who grew up with my mom and uncles (two doors down from them) and whose parents I considered another set of grandparents de-friended me because I thought it was fine for President Obama to be in Chicago for Memorial Day. You might remember him from saying things like, "Your grandfather would not agree." and "Your grandfather would be disappointed."

Differing opinions. Everyone gets to have one.

Having an adult relationship with parents is a pain in the ass, sometimes.

For shiz.

In the church of my childhood, the message I heard (or at least thought I heard) is that sin is sin is sin. In other words, there aren't a bunch of laws. There is THE law and it doesn't matter where you break it, once you've broken it, you've broken it (and so need salvation from Christ).

This is where I'm at, too. I have theological as well as feminist issues with the Catholic Church, and the idea of losing salvation is one of my big theological issues. As in, you can't. That's what grace is about.

No. Leave it! Reallyreally!

Now I gotta go look. BRB, off to save planet from Lex Luthor.

You might remember him from saying things like, "Your grandfather would not agree." and "Your grandfather would be disappointed."

Oh yes, I remember that!

How very awesome.

True story: he posted on Facebook that he was canvassing door-to-door with me for Obama before the election, and she threatened to disown him. On Facebook. We've been joking about that ever since. So he's probably right that this is ultimately no big deal.

OMG, I'd forgotten about that. Well, J knows her best.

Nice one pulling out the Gutenberg, Aims.

Lex Luthor

Our friends have a dog named Tess. Whenever we dog-sit her, we yell, "MISS TESSMACHER!" when we want her to come inside.

Thanks, smonster! A friend pointed it out to me. I feel vry smrt 2day.

BRB, off to save planet from Lex Luthor.

That's sexy.

My dad google-stalks me. Dude. Standing(ok, sitting, right here.) I am not Diane Court that you sort of sat next to at the mall. You could just *ask* I'm glad I blog under another name. I do not want a repeat of the "craxy whitegirl on the DC Metro" incident.

Oh, man. I am too fried to try to address the nonsense on your FB page, but DAMN. Alla y'all are awesome.

(Also? Maybe no Christians strapped bombs to their chests and walked into a mall, but let's not forget the Operation Rescue fuckwits and murderers. Of course, those deaths are okay, because it's all about the abortion jihad.)