I love that cute thing you do where you ask me to text you and you never respond. Gah! Adorable. Oh and that thing where I send you a paragraph and you just say "k", it's like you want to get slapped. Also, when I send you important questions that are time sensitive and you never respond and then tell me about how slow your day was and how you ran errands after work; priceless..
I love how people forget who you are until they need you. And how I got yelled at by my neighbor for living my life because she needed me to drive her to her appointments for the day but I wasn't home. It's also precious how complete strangers literally push me out of the way at the mall like I'm invisible; how do you not see a fat girl with two babies and a stroller?!
I love how cashiers dislike seeing me because my family is temporarily on government assistance so we are not as good as the rest of the world; I guess I'm supposed to let the kids starve or dumpster dive at McDonald's. I love how cars honk at me because I am driving the speed limit then flip me off as they pass with my kids in the car. I love how people drive in a merging lane and try to push me into oncoming traffic when I have two babies in the car. What I love most is that I am not allowed to say I hate these things because apparently that makes me a negative psycopath who is off her meds and needs a shrink.
So I love worship and adore that the holidays make people act like intolerant, hateful, butt munching lunatics! Merry Fucking Christmas! Hallelujah! Holy Shit!
