FRACK and Wine
What is the worst kind of blog? It's the mommy blog. If you read this for biking content, hold on a minute because I will get there soon.
So what, I have ONE kid and don't understand. You don't know what kids I had to parent before I had one of my own. During our breaks somehow I end up with tons of kids at my house. Not because my friends hate their kids but because we are going to have so much fun together rolling around outside or just a nice quiet moment taking turns sitting on the compost pile. I am sorry, my friends like their kids. They really do. One even has TEN and she loves them all. I have to admit, because both parents love them so much they are good kids.
Yeah, I have met some of those kids with the wino mommies and some of them are scary and crazy. They lack attention and direction. It's sad but somehow giving them drugs is the solution for them.
Now I am going to ask you to do something hard. Vote for me! I know, you already voted for the blog with the chicken but HELLO I love my kid and would never chug down a case of wine because I hate her. Last week when I was mad it had nothing to do with my kid.
Let's sock it to those other blogs where the blah poo is about kids and let a bike blog win on that site. It would be a total "fluffer nut"in your face mommy blogs. That would be hilarious I don't offer parenting advice. I bike with a kid and she is normal. She is nice, kind and respectful and that is just called parenting. It is different for everyone but you have to do it if you produce them.
One bit of advice. Instead of drowning your sorrows in wine, go out and chuck the compost pile around, chase after a chicken or even ride a bike to get all that tension out because their is nothing worse than complaining about your kids in public. Better, make those cuddle bunnies work! It can get so creative. FRACK! (I love Battlestar Galactica)