I know I promised you a kick-ass ninja story but I just have to quickly respond to the 23rd person to threaten to unsubscribe to Mama Drama if I don’t hurry up and write a post there. I don’t write there anymore. I write at Good Mom/Bad Mom. And you should read it because it’s awesome and yesterday I accidentally published a curse word there and it totally slid past the censors so right now you can read “shit” on the Houston Chronicle until they read this and fire me from a blog that I don’t actually get paid for anyway. Wait…is that “firing”? It’s probably more like “banning”. Anyway, today’s post is all about how I single-handedly destroyed a commune, got sewer water on me in front of an internet celebrity, and made my kid sell alcohol to strangers. For real. You should go read it before I get
Ninja story is a-comin’, swear to God.
PS. Conversation I just had with my coworker…
Me: If I’m writing about plural ninjas should I use an apostrophe?
Me: Are you sure?
Coworker (patronizingly): *sigh* Do the ninjas own something?
Me: No, they’re just there. You know, being ninjas. Why? Is it different if it’s possessive?
Coworker: Yes. How do you not know this?
Me: Ninja punctuation is hard!
Comment of the day (which is either really insulting or just taken completely out of context): Um, I didn’t find SHIT over there. Just CRAP. ~Faith