My virtual pot smoking didn’t really work, so I’m still in a grouchy mood. I feel like taking it out on someone, so I picked an easy target — mommybloggers.
Now I love women and I love children. And I adore my mother. But isn’t having a child supposed to be the greatest blessing to happen to someone? The greatest joy? So, isn’t it a bit immodest to show your child every day on your blog, as if you’re showing off your new shoes from Nordstrom? I understand that you love your child and your child is the ticket to the gated suburban blog community of Dooce, Amalah, and the incestuous Federated Media advertising-sponsored mommy/daddy blogs, but I love my Toyota Prius, and I’m not going to talk about it EVERY day. After all, I don’t want to make the guy with the 1985 Honda Civic feel bad about his crappy car. It just ain’t polite.
P.S. — Sophia just reminded me that the Toyota Prius is actually her car, and that I DO drive a crappy car.
P.P.S. — I guess I’m just feeling sad about not having kids tonight, since if I had some kids, I could get them to do the dishes instead of me. Isn’t that what it’s all about?