Shoveling snow for an hour gave me time to think about all the things I don't have to respond to.
I don't have to respond to John Boehner about taxes.
I don't have to respond to the email that said:
Dear Adult Content Blogger: We have an exciting NEW way for your readers to access the world of live sex video!
I don't know how they found me, I don't care, and I trust my intelligent, computer-savvy readers to google whatever turns their gears, by themselves.
If you got turned on by the image of someone actually wearing that penguin jockstrap... I have a general rule about "no one is wearing the panties at BG" but really.
I don't have to worry about middle child's creativity. I may have to worry about a teacher who writes "do not draw extra pictures" on a COLORING worksheet. Trust me, I saved that one for parent-teacher time. I am not amused.
I do not have to think about the blogger who is trying to talk her husband in to baby number five. (Whatever.)
4 year old has something to say:
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Tax cut THAT, John Boehner!