‘Bastard’ and Other Things This Mama No Longer Worries About

The offense? Stolen Buffalo/Ranch Doritos. The culprit? A brother, off on a trip with his dad."You bastard!" other brother yells.He was hungry and, thus, the epitaph, shot through the iPhone, three hundred miles away.There was a day, not so many years ago, when such brotherly communication would pull me up short. I'd jump in with scripture, with quotes from The Peacemaker, with maternal admonishments and threats to suds up a washcloth.Today...not so much.Perhaps it's one of … [Read more...]