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Attack of the Redneck Mommy
http://theredneckmommy.com
I spend more time in the principal's office now as a parent than I ever did as a student. My shrink wonders why I hide in my pantry with my mommy juice. He's never met the rednecks I'm raising.
- Author: Tanis Miller
- Listed in: Parenting Observational Humor
- Tags: family relationships children sex marriage humour
Recent Posts
My Gift is My Song and This One’s For You
This week has been incredibly busy what with all my solitaire playing and ignoring the mound of laundry waiting to be folded and put away. I still haven’t finished making my mother’s present, nor do I have anything to put under the tree f...
Your Local Hoser
Yesterday’s post seemed to bring a little confusion to my gentle American friends. Cold temperatures generally leave me a wee confused so I’m not totally surprised. But it seems a great deal of you don’t know what we Canadians put o...
Brrrrr
You know what is colder than a witch’s tit? That would be my house. Not that I know just how cold a witch’s tit is, but my daddy used to always say that after coming in from the frosty winter air while I was growing up. And judging by how...
The Hardest Thing
My child recently had to write an essay about the hardest thing he ever had to do. For him, it seems to be trying to keep his damn room clean. It’s mission impossible for a twelve year old sloth I tell you. But this essay inspired a conversatio...
Odds and Ends
Look at me! I’m taking over the internet, one space at a time. The wise and beautiful ladies over at Savvy Source have asked me to start a conversation group at their place. And since I am a people pleaser, I was pleased to oblige. Hence, a red...
A Life Without the ‘v’ is No Life At All
I broke my pa-china. Not literally, after all, in order to break one’s pink parts one generally has to use one’s pink parts. And since my husband has been gone for a week the only action I have seen is when I flipped past the free porn pr...
