It has been brought to my attention that I am not being as honest as I could be in this space and that my tone has changed somewhat since I started this blog
“You mean you’ve changed from sarcastic to really sarcastic?”
No, it’s the other way around.
“Really? You mean you aren’t sarcastic as you used to be? I find that hard to believe.”
Oh, I hate to admit this, but when I first started this blog, I had planned to hide out here and keep a low profile. It was easy to make snarky remarks about people I didn’t know. But the longer I’m here, the more hesitant (read: afraid) I am to make snarky remarks about people who drive around with guns-racks in their pickups and are so religious that they have the ear of God on speed dial.
The real reason I seem to have curbed my enthusiasm for snarky-ism is my mother. I haven’t talked about Ida Mama because I wanted to respect her privacy and I was afraid that people here might blame her for my audacity to mention that I am not a fan of Duck Dynasty or that the emperor doesn’t have on any clothes. (Here the emperor would be a naked redneck and really, who would want to call attention to that?)
So in deference to Ida Mama, I have toned things down so much that I just don’t write anything snarky and that has got to stop. I haven’t written much about politics or religion because my mother told me that you don’t talk about them in mixed company. I guess she meant a mix of Democrats and Republicans or Heathens or Christians. Here, it can get you thrown out of Golden Corral before you have a chance to swing by the chocolate fountain three or four times.
However, it is difficult not to speak up with Texas politics being what it is and a prize-winning buffoon of a U.S. Congressman with a last name straight out of Mayberry named: (wait for it) Gohmert. Here is his picture below. Shazam!
My mother is well-known and well-loved in her community and surely she will be forgiven for her wayward daughter making a few wisecracks about butt-cracks in Wal-mart. The truth is nobody reads this blog anyway except a few Big Thicket Outcasts who keep their opinions and their butt-cracks to themselves.
Hugs,
